A pretty young lady named Flo
Has a boyfriend whose name is Joe.
He is over 6 foot 3
And doesn’t know anything about me,
Or the arrangement I have with Flo!
A Pretty Young Lady Named Flo
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Were I To Compose A Poem About A Rose
Were I to compose
A poem about a rose
Some would see young women,
And, maybe, find therein
A reference to sin.
I shall, therefore, suppose
Not a rose
But the fruit
Of Paradise,
Which is, as the reader knows
At the root
Of love, and vice.
When A Young Lady Named Leigh
When a young lady named Leigh
Said, “I am feeling extremely naughty!”.
I said, “I am glad,
As I like you bad,
But the vicar’s here for tea!”.
The Flower
I did softly explore
A flower, as yet
Unopened. And, on returning for more,
I found (to my half-regret)
That a bee
Had been before
And explored that flower,
To it’s tender core.
I Walk Amidst These Windblown Leaves
I walk amidst these
Windblown
Leaves.
How time has flown.
I shall in beauty drown,
And think on these
Fallen leaves,
Which now strew the ground.
Power
Power
Play.
Shower.
Away.
When A Rather Elderly Gentleman Named Lord
When a rather elderly gentleman named Lord,
Who, feeling extremely bored,
Called on miss Sue,
And my girlfriend Lou,
I went in search of my sword!
When A Young Man Named Binder
When a young man named Binder
Said, “I want the organ grinder!”,
A young lady named Lou
Said, “will my monkey do?
He’s trained as a clock winder!”.
I Heard Birds
I heard birds
On a chilly
January day.
How silly
For you or I
To try
To interpret what they say,
For the song of birds,
Is beyond our poor words.
He thought her what she was
He
Thought her what she
Was,
And acted accordingly,
Because
That is what she
Was.
What made her so
He
Did not know,
But because
That is what she
Was,
Both He
And she
Acted accordingly.
What makes for
“Because”?
“Was”?
And “acted accordingly”?
There is no iron law
To explain he
And she.
And circles may,
One Day,
Break.
K Morris - Poet 