It is a fact
That one may beautify
A lie,
Or other ugly act
In rhyme.
The good-time
Girl, becomes his lover true.
But, those who
Can read between a line,
May, correctly, construe his rhyme.
It is a fact
That one may beautify
A lie,
Or other ugly act
In rhyme.
The good-time
Girl, becomes his lover true.
But, those who
Can read between a line,
May, correctly, construe his rhyme.
The wind is strong
At the start
Of the wooded path,
Which is not long.
As I pass
To it’s heart
There is no song.
But, near the end
Of the path
I hear your song
Again, my friend.
When a young lady named Miss Wearing
Said, “your behaviour is so very uncaring!”.
I put on my hat
And said, “what of that?”,
I find your behaviour so very wearing!”.
When a young lady full of strong booze
Said, “have any of you seen my shoes?”.
And she danced on the table
They said, “my dear Miss Mabel,
“Are those your shoes, floating in our booze!.
A Youtube video of me reading my poem “Thoughts in the Early Morning”, which was recorded on Sunday 4 October
A video of me reading my poem “The Autumn Rain”, recorded on Sunday 4 October
When a young lady named Miss Leigh
Said, “my poem is in an anthology!”.
And I said, “that’s great!”.
A talented poet called Kate
Said, “that poem was written by me!”.
Whilst walking by a very deep lake
A young lady met with a rake.
When he said to her,
“How about it young Claire?”.
She said, “beware that very deep lake!”.
My friend whose name is Miss Doyle
Is a fan of dressing in tinfoil.
Of a hot summer night
When the moon shines brighght,
I have oft seen Miss doyle boil!
When a young lady with morals most sordid
Said, “your poetry it is really quite morbid!”.
I said, “my dear Miss Grace
You have a truly beautiful face.
But your morals they are so very sordid!”.