There once was a young lady named Box
Whose habit it was to ride a fox.
As she rode around town
In her most flimsy nightgown
The vicar yelled, “I still have your socks!”.
Miss Box
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Whilst Whirling in a Very Fast Waltz
Whilst whirling in a very fast waltz
A young lady said, “are you false?”.
I said, “all our romance
‘Tis brief as this dance.
So lets just enjoy this sweet waltz!”.
Ted’s Bed
There once was a young man named Ted
Who lay dozing upon a brand new bed.
A young lady called Claire
Said, “do excuse me sir,
But are you going to buy that bed?”.
Gentleman’s Club
My dear friend, the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Works in a club where they say anything goes.
There is lots of fine wine
And all the girls are divine.
And I’m off now to retrieve all my clothes ..
When the Talented and Beautiful Miss Rose
When the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Jumps up and down on my toes,
I say, between squeals,
“I love your heels.
But please don’t jump on my toes!”.
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When the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Jumps up and down on my toes,
I say, between squeals,
“Take off those heels!
And why are you wearing no clothes!”.
Love is All the Rage
There once was a girl named Page
Who said, “love is all the rage!”,
At which Miss Hocking
Did something real shocking.
And the vicar fell off the stage
When A Young Lady Gazing At The Moon
When a young lady gazing at the moon
Said, “have you seen the flower in bloom?”.
I said, “my dear Miss Moore
Do please explain your poetic metaphor.
And its so comfortable here in this bedroom”.
Careless Janine
When a careless young lady named Janine
Slipped and fell into a deep ravine,
She got covered in custard
And some rather nice mustard.
It really was a very strange scene!
A Young Lady Standing On a Stile
A young lady standing on a stile
Said, “surely there can be no denial
Of the wonders of nature.
And, dear handsome passing waiter,
Please help me down from this stile!”.
Rose’s Poem
When a poetic young lady named Rose
Tattooed an erotic poem on her nose,
The good bishop Hocking
Found it most shocking.
And so I gave back Rose’s clothes.
K Morris - Poet 