I was glancing through my archives earlier today, and came across this poem, which I am reposting, https://kmorrispoet.com/2017/04/03/k-morris-reading-his-poem-siren/
The Song of the Siren
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The Siren
I once met a pretty siren named Lee
Who invited me to play in the sea.
But the water was cold
And I have been told
Not to play with sirens in the sea!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Miss Spink’s Love Letter
When a talented young lady named Spink
Sent a love letter in invisible ink,
And her lover called Ray
Said, “what does it say?”,
She said, “heat will reveal my kink …!”
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Refreshed by An Early Spring Breeze
Refreshed by an early spring breeze
I pass trees
In an urban field
.
These fine trees
Will, in all probability, outlast me.
But all will yield
For time he ends all rhyme.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Playing Roulette
He has many vices.
Extra money entices.
She will take the pill
To prevent a mistake.
But Russian Roulette
May catch them out yet.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
The Poetical Young Nurse
I once knew a poetical young nurse
Who was fond of composing fine verse.
She wrote one on Paul
Who said, as I recall,
“Why are you writing on me nurse!”
Cemetery
So many birds sing
In early spring
As I pass by
These numerous tombstones
Where the dead lie.
You also passed
So do not know
That birds sing
In this early spring
Over old stones.
The School Ghoul
A boy who attended my old school
Once claimed to have seen a ghoul!
That place wasn’t Eton
So he wasn’t beaten.
But the headmaster called him a fool!
Spring Grass
The scent of spring grass
Enters through the window
As I lie in my hospital bed.
This day will surely pass
And I will go
Where the mower turns grass to hay.
I relish this spring day
And will walk in sun
As the mower goes to and thro
Until my rhyme is done.
Sprouts
When a young lady known as Lee
Went and threw a sprout at me,
I said, “you are so pretty
And I’ve heard you are witty.
But why are you wasting your tea!”
K Morris - Poet 