There was a young lady named Flow
Who lived in a fine old bureau.
When they said, “what an antique!”,
She would awake from her sleep
And say, “no, I’m young Miss Flow!”.
There was a young lady named Flow
Who lived in a fine old bureau.
When they said, “what an antique!”,
She would awake from her sleep
And say, “no, I’m young Miss Flow!”.
When a young man eating a trifle
Got shot by an old-fashioned rifle,
A policeman named Ted
Said, “he is dead!
Which is serious, and no mere trifle!””.
When I found naughty Miss Rose
Sleeping nude under my new bedclothes,
I said, “my dear,
The bishop draws near,
You’d better stay under those bedclothes!”.
There once was a very lonely IT guy
Who fell in love with an AI.
It’s name being Fay
They married in May
In the cloud as it floated by.
There was a young lady named Wong
Who sang many a very sad song.
When they said, “sing something glad!”,
She whacked them with her handbag,
Which was very wrong of Miss Wong!
When a pretty young lady named May
Knocked on my door on Valentines Day,
And my dear old wife Claire
Screamed, “are you having an affair!”,
I turned to my sweet mistress Fay …
When a nubile young lady named White
Invited me out on Saint Valentine’s Night,
Miss Nell came as well
With the most Reverend Bell,
And the waitress she wore Angel Delight!
When a young lady brandishing a cucumber
Awakened me from my very deep slumber,
And I said, “Mis Parrot,
Do you fancy a carrot?”.
She said, “no, I’m brandishing this cucumber!”.
A beautiful young lady named White
Brought delight to me last night.
In a backstreet hotel
That I know well
We composed poetry all last night.
When a scantily clad Miss Lyme
Said, “is this your first time?”,
A great poet I know
Said, “me and Miss flow,
We spend much time in rhyme”.