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A Fine Chest

When a young lady wearing a vest

Said, “do you like my chest?”

I said, “its so good to touch.

Do tell me, are you Dutch?”

And I stroked that fine wooden chest!

 

Unresolved

As I sat reading poetry

A figure passed me.

I wonder, in future years

Will another, without fear

See pass by

A moving phantom, as did I?

Or did I see

Some future me

As I sat alone at home

Pondering on poetry?

When a Young Lady Challenged me to a Fight

When a young lady said with delight,

“I am challenging you to a fight!”

I said to her, “Claire!

I am washing my hair!”

She said, “you did that last night!”

The Autumn Rain is Falling

The autumn rain is falling,

I hear it on my window

It’s voice calling

To me of temporary

And permanent things.

 

I should go below

Leaving rhyme behind.

For I am not the wind

Nor the eternal rain.

And one day I must go

Vicar Large and the Barge

When I saw the good vicar Large

Making love to young women on a barge,

I just couldn’t stop grinning

And spoke of his sinning!

He said, “you’re paid to steer this barge!”

 

Cold

The cold bites hard

In the churchyard.

 

 

The temperature is zero.

I know

These fallen leaves

Do not deceive.

 

 

My autumn has come.

And alone

I go home

Heading for the churchyard

Building a Wall

When I hear men

Building a wall

I recall Robert Frost.

 

 

But the cost

Of this perimeter wall

Falls to me

And I must say

That all my poetry

Will not pay

For walls.

 

 

Therefore I am glad

That I have

Some time

For more than rhyme!

 

When I Met the Devil in a Pub

When I met the devil in a pub

I said, “have you come in for grub?”

He said, “the barmaid is pretty

And you sir are most witty!

But alas! This pub it has no grub!

I Shall Not Romanticise

On opening my mum’s back door

I hear the rain pour.

I shall not romanticise

Rain or death.

Man dies

And some are left bereft

Listening to the rain.

My Sugar Date with Kate

I once went on a sugar date

With a young lady named Miss Kate.

When it came to paying time

I recited a very fine rhyme

Which delighted the old waiter and Kate!