The vicar spoke
And the devil coughed
In the organ loft
And I awoke
The Vicar Spoke
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There Was A Young Lady Called Mabel
There was a young philosopher called Mabel
Who said “this is a virtual table”.
There was a terrible yell
When her good friend nell
Banged her head on that table …
There Was A Young Lady Called Lou
There was a young lady called Lou
Who wore 2 kinds of shoe.
One was red,
Or so Lou said,
As she was colour blind too!
There was a young lady called Lou
Who wore one high-heel shoe.
I happen to know
That the other was low
As I lent Lou my shoe!
There was a young lady called Lou
Who dressed all in blue.
Her dress was short
But I ought
To stop there as Lou may sue!
There Was A Young Lady Called Bess
There was a young lady called Bess
Who spoke to me of progress.
She was extremely petite
And had dainty feet
But her hair was a terrible mess!
There was a young lady called Bess
Who spoke to me of progress.
She had long blonde hair
And during our steamy affair
I wore her little black dress!
Libidinous
Nature is libidinous they say.
Yet on my way
Through the woods today
No nymphs did I spy.
Though perchance
They performed a hidden dance
Amongst the budding tree
But not for me.
Whig And Tory
The Whig
Was big
On progress. while the Tory Squire
Sat by his fire
And said “let it be
For the ancient tree
Is mainly of good
Wood”.
And what of me
Who all around does see
The venerable tree
Brought low?
I would go
Where the great oaks still grow,
But most of those who should conserve
No longer preserve.
Civilisation
Had I the money, I would withdraw
From the world’s incessant roar
And wait in my gated home
For civilisation to be as Rome.
But no,
Perhaps we can avoid a collapse
And the roar
Will go
On as before.
There Was A Young Parliamentarian Called Lear
There was a young parliamentarian called Lear
Who liked to shout “here, here”.
When it came to voting
He could be found out boating,
That nautical young parliamentarian called Lear!
There was a young parliamentarian called Lear
Who liked to shout “here, here”.
When it came to voting time
He composed a rhyme,
That poetical young parliamentarian called Lear!
Spink Limericks
There was a young man called Spink
Who drank a bottle of ink.
A doctor named Dave
Did his best to save
That foolish young man called Spink.
There was a young lady called Spink
Who drank a bottle of ink.
When she turned bright blue
And said “I love you”
It made me turn to drink!
Summer Frocks
Summer frocks
Gosamer thin
Caress skin.
The season unlocks
But not for him.
K Morris - Poet 