While
Out shopping, sometimes I smile
At shop girls, and think
A thought,
That I ought
Not to think,
And the devil does wink
And whispers low,
“you know
That, one day,
They may See through thee”.
Shop Girls
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When I Met A Young Lady Named Pam
When I met a young lady named Pam
With a baby in a pram,
And she said, “he looks just like you!”,
I said, “that is undoubtedly true”,
And then I took a flight to Iran!
A Talented Young Poet on Instagram
A talented young poet on Instagram, https://www.instagram.com/manlikesays.x/.
I Once Had A Very Nice Neighbour
I once had a very nice neighbour
Who always voted for Labour,
Whilst her elderly husband Rory
Was a very high Tory,
And their son, he played the Tabor!
A Beautiful Young Lady Named White
A beautiful young lady named White
Keeps me awake at night,
By playing on her violin,
Which causes quite a din,
But the rests such sweet delight!
Happy Christmas
A very happy Christmas to you all.
I hope that whether you are with family and friends during this festive season, or if you are spending the period alone, that your heart will be full of the joy of living.
All the very best to you all, Kevin
On Hearing The Tick Tock Of The Clock
On hearing the tick tock
Of the clock,
On the wall,
I know not
What to write,
For the clock
Says it all.
When A Young Lady Named Leigh
When a young lady named Leigh
Said, “do you like my poetry?”,
I said, “its very nice,
But its full of vice,
So I really like it Leigh!”.
My Hands Are Cold
My hands are cold
And I am growing old.
The wall clock measures time
As I rhyme
Of young women
And sinning.
But I am growing old
And my hands are cold.
Passing
Thinking of a young woman I met,
I enter my bathroom.
No scent of perfume,
Just cars, in the distance passing by.
There is nothing to regret
So why do I
Think on a young woman I met
And cars passing me by?
K Morris - Poet 