When a young lady who is really curious
Said, “I like to go fast and furious!”.
Me and Miss Stride
Had a great ride.
But her boyfriend he was more than furious!
Category Archives: poems
Self-Scan
The self-scan says goodbye.
Elsewhere, a solitary man
Issues a command
To a webcam
And a literary guy
Wanders The Wasteland.
Desire
Desire builds a fire
Which burns. and turns
To ash and dust.
The Pink Hairband
When a young lady named Bland
Lost a pretty little pink hairband,
And the wife of vicar Ted
Found it in the marital bed.
The vicar he just couldn’t understand …!
We Tread a Fine Line
We tread a fine line
Between the devil and divine.
And slip and trip
From time to time.
Fine Silk Stockings
A young lady wearing fine silk stockings
Said, “the people’s behaviour is truly shocking!
Why do they stare!”.
I said, “dear Claire,
I’ve heard clothes go well with stockings!”.
My Manner
When a young lady whose name is Anna
Said, “Sir, I really don’t like your manner!”.
I said, “I’m sorry for that
But please tell your horrid tomcat
Not to whack me with that old spanner!”.
Like a Bad Penny
Like a bad penny
You turned up at my door.
I have seen many
Of your kind before.
At first, I didn’t remember you.
Then, I did recall a fall,
And opened my door
To you, who brought a thought
To mind …
They say
The past is another country.
I find
It binds me to thee.
I could have shown you the door.
But birds of our feather flock together
And we both recall
My slip and fall.
Does the Devil Read or Write Poetry?
Does the Devil
Read or write poetry?
It might be so
For compassion’s glow
May burn low
In the wickedest heart.
And camp guards
Listened to Mozart.
The Erotic
A young lady who is very exotic
Said, “sir, there can be nothing erotic!”.
Then she took off her dress
Which was strange, I must confess.
As her essay was on the despotic!