There once was a young lady named Bess
Who was well known for her special dress.
That wise old Miss Rose
Speaks of the Emperor’s Clothes.
And Bess, who wore a very special dress.
Bess’s Dress
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Missed
When a young man named Mr Grist
Said, “you are well and truly missed!”.
And I said, “I’ve been drinking”.
He said, “Sir, I’ve been thinking
Of a word that rhymes with missed!”.
Online
You can find
Almost anything online.
Fine wine.
A pet.
And Miss Yvette.
Who, I regret,
(Cough, Cough),
Takes her clothes
Off, on the internet.
Or so I’m told
By bold
Miss Rose.
Who, everyone knows
Is great
Friends with Yvette. And Kate,
Who looks divine online.
Or so I understand
From that old rake Bland!
Billy the Poet
There once was a man named Billy
Who composed poems both profound and silly.
At a great funeral wake
He drowned in a lake,
Whilst reciting a silly poem to Lilly.
My Friend, Whose Name is Bess
My friend, whose name is Bess
Wears stilettos and a short dress.
That priggish Miss Coral
Says, “that girls immoral!”.
And she’s totally right about Bess!
Sunlight
The sun shines on my study wall.
I recall many a trip and fall.
Enjoy the sun’s light
‘Ere the ever-present night,
Covers all your delight
Of Sonnets and High-Heel Shoes
A young lady wearing only 1 high-heel shoe
Composed a fine sonnet at just gone 2.
As the clock struck 4,
She said “I truly adore
Writing sonnets, but where is my other shoe!”.
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A young lady wearing only 1 high-heel shoe
Composed a fine sonnet at just gone 2.
As the clock struck 4,
I knocked on her door
And said, “miss, have you lost a shoe?.
The English Pub
I have stood
In many an English pub
Drinking beer
Both indifferent, and sometimes good.
Its queer
How people with nothing in common mingle
And those who go in single
A couple become
(At least until the rise of sun
On the morrow
When sorrow
May come,
Or they say
“That was fun”
And go their way
Or perhaps they are forever
Drawn together
As birds of a feather,
(Well, at least
Until eternal peace
Breaks their heart apart).
I have stood
In many an English pub
And sometimes caused a fuss
When I did discuss
Political matter.
No friendship did I shatter
Though I have heard
Many a foolish word
And spoken more than one or two
Its true.
I have shared a glass
With a pretty lass
At the bar
And wondered how far
(Or near we all are
To paradise
Or vice),
And I have said “good…
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Miss Dolly’s Folly
I met an aristocratic young lady named Dolly
Who said, “I’ll show you my old folly”.
On nearing that place,
We found Miss Grace.
But she refused to explore that old folly.
Lou and Sue
2 young ladies named Lou and Sue
Came round to mine at half-past 2.
They are quite intellectual,
But not very respectable.
And I’m great friends with those 2!
K Morris - Poet 