When a young lady whose known as Nat
Went and left her perfume in my flat,
My sweet girlfriend Leigh
Began to berate me!
But it wasn’t me, it was that Nat!
Getting the Blame
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I Could Stop
I could stop
This clock
Once and for all.
Lonely and bored
I called
On Dowson’s rhyme
Of women and wine.
The cork popped
You poured.
And Time’s scythe chopped
Another day away
In play.
A Warm Bed for the Night
A warm bed for the night
Gives some respite
From the indifferent street, where feet
Sound on lonely stone.
She sleeps in sheets.
Her brief respite
After his delight.
Churchyard Tree
When a churchyard tree
Dripped rain on me
I thought that I ought
Not to swear
For the rain will remain
When that tree
And me are where
We will know no rain.
Anaconda
I’m dating a young lady named Ronda
Who is extremely fond of her anaconda.
When I say to her, “dear,
We will get married next year”,
She says, “I’m fonder of my anaconda!”.
I Shall Stand Aside
I shall stand aside
And let the wind decide
And where the wind blows
I too will go.
She Didn’t Kiss Goodbye
She didn’t kiss goodbye, and I
Thought of those who meet
Under a rented sheet.
Some pass all time in rhyme,
While others take lovers
Who do not kiss goodbye.
Strawberry Ice
When a young lady eating Strawberry Ice
Said, “there can be absolutely no vice!”.
They said, “Claire,
Steady on there!
And wear something with that Strawberry Ice!”.
Survival
She didn’t thrive
And wishing to survive
Offered herself
To comparative wealth.
Can she
Caught in this poetry
Ever break free
Of men like me.
Shocking Miss Hocking
When a naughty young lady named Hocking
Did something that was really quite shocking,
A vicar called Hubbard
Hid in a cupboard,
And me, I hid with Miss Hocking …
K Morris - Poet 