There once was a man named Prufrock
Who became known for losing a sock.
He dreamed of a mermaid,
(Who was far from staid).
So I guess she kept his sock!
There Once Was a Man Named Prufrock
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Party Time
A young lady who is really arty
Is a member of the Labour Party.
Her Conservative old lover
Has a Communist brother
Who likes to dress as a smarty!
The Poetic Old Goat
I know a most poetic old goat
Who composes poetry whilst in a moat.
A young lady named Gwen
Is due here at 10.
She calls me her poetic old goat …!
Blackmailing Lee
When a young man whose name was Lee
Tried to blackmail me whilst out at sea,
He got eaten by a lion,
By the name of big Brian –
Which was strange as we were at sea …!
Pearl Who is Known as a Very Good Girl
A young lady whose name is Pearl
Is known as a very good girl.
Her dear friend Miss White
Walks the streets at night.
I hear she’s a very bad girl …!
The Clock on the Wall
The clock on the wall
Watches us all
As we eat and sleep.
Sometimes the clock’s
Steady tick tock
Is heard over words.
Or, when alone
Sometimes I see
Time’s great scythe
Moving closer to me.
When, and Where
I heard birds
And the clock,
And wondered,
When, and where
My heart
Will stop.
On a Quiet Sunday
On a quiet Sunday
In Spring
I heard the clock’s
Tick tock.
It said, “this day
Of spring
Is full of sunshine.
Girls without socks
Play. But sunshine
Does not stay.
And all rhyme
Has it’s time”.
When I Met with the Easter Bunny
When I met with the Easter Bunny
She called me “sweet” and her “honey”.
She came back to mine,
And after kisses and wine,
That bunny she left with my money …!
Under Spring Sky
Under spring sky
I touched blossom
Temporary as I.
K Morris - Poet 