There was a young lady of Peru
Who was famous for losing a shoe.
One hot day in May
They found it in Bombay,
Which was strange as she’d never left Peru!
A Young Lady of Peru
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The Rain Fell
The rain fell
In the wood I know well.
I could say it’s sound
Was very profound
And the forest rang with birdsong.
All of this is true.
But I was wet through
And wanted home
And hot tea!
Unreliable Narrator
A young man who works as a waiter
Has a reputation as an unreliable narrator.
He has written a novel
In a rundown old hovel.
But some whisper, he’s only a waiter …!
spectacle
A young lady who wears 1 spectacle
Has a reputation for being very respectable.
I’ve seen her at night
Dancing by the moon’s light,
And she’s only been wearing 1 spectacle …!
I Have Heard it Said
I have heard it said
That girls kick a shoe under the bed
In a purely accidental way.
Then, in retrieving their footwear they take care
To check for knives
Or other things that threaten lives.
And, should they find more than a shoe
(which some girls do),
They run from men
Who would harm them.
But not all girls do.
And of those who do
Not all make their escape …
Bella’s Complaint
When a young lady named Miss Bella
Went and called me a rude fella,
I said, “my language isn’t crude!
And you madam are most rude!
You are thinking of some other fella!”
There Once Was an Author Named Kafka
There once was an author named Kafka
Whose books are all lacking in laughter.
There can be no denial,
For I have it on file:
His books are all lacking in laughter.
Miss Nicola
A young lady known as Miss Nicola
Invites all the gentlemen to tickle her.
My friend Heather
Dresses in leather
And no gentlemen dares to tickle her …
Threadbare
The scent of cheap perfume
Pervades an overheated room.
She in her mini skirt
And too high heels.
He in t-shirt and jeans.
They play their scenes.
She loses skirt and heels
And feels
The threadbare carpet under her feet.
She wants to sleep …
Sometimes she weeps,
But not in front of them.
He sighs.
His fun is done.
Occasionally he cries,
Though not when they can see.
The same dance
Of no romance
Over and over again
To hide his pain.
She has a child to feed
Or perhaps some other need.
Sometimes he wonders about them.
But they are free
As is he …
To choose …
Lorna and the Sauna
I am dating a young lady named Lorna
Who works in some kind of sauna.
When I say, “what goes on there?”
She refers me to her colleague Claire –
Who refers me back to Miss Lorna …
K Morris - Poet 