There is no brand of P
Upon her youthful forehead.
And no letter C
Upon his grey head.
And, in polite society,
There is what we call invisibility.
The Brand
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Hooks
He in his naughty
Forties,
She eighteen or so.
The lamps burn low
As they hang their coats on a hook
And sit down to dine.
The waitress pours wine
Into their glasses
And looks
At hooks
That gleam in the lamp’s low light.
There will be no need for passes
Tonight.
Oak
“Oh ancient oak tree
What do you see?”.
“Many a past century.
People toing and froing,
Their lives going …
The war memorial nearby,
And I
See thee
Pass by”.
The Man with a Goat in a Boat
There once was a man in a boat
Who wrote a poem on his pet goat.
The goat gave a yawn
And, with his great horn,
Tossed that man right out of that boat!
The Old Rake
There once was a most dissolute old rake
Who, on being rescued from a great lake,
Spoke of sinning
With gorgeous women –
So they threw him back in that lake!
A Respectable Girl
I know a young lady named Pearl
Who is admired as a respectable girl.
When we meet
She’s always discreet.
So she’s admired as a respectable girl …
I Heard Your Heart Beat
I heard your heart beat
As you lay with me.
Each clock wound
Must run down.
And in our final heart beat
We find Old Father Time.
Bamboo
A young lady whose name is Jane
Is an expert in pleasure and pain.
My friend Lou
Loves the bamboo.
And her bottom is stinging from Jane!
I Know A Young Lady In Pink
I know a young lady in pink
Who goes by the name of Spink.
She is known in society
For her lack of sobriety.
And I’m also fond of a drink!
When A Young Lady With A Mouse
When a young lady with a mouse
Said, “have you all met my spouse?”.
I said, “he’s so very small!
There’s hardly anything there at all!”.
And then, I spoke of her mouse.
