On glancing under my large double bed
I found a young lady in red.
Her name it is Lou
And she’s mislaid a shoe.
So I’m helping Lou under my bed.
On Glancing Under My Large Double Bed
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“The Ballad of Lenin’s Tomb” by Robert William Service
The below extract is taken from “The Ballad of Lenin’s Tomb, a satirical and witty poem by Robert William Service:
“Where Lenin lies the red flag flies, and the rat-grey workers wait
To tread the gloom of Lenin’s Tomb, where the Comrade lies in state.
With lagging pace they scan his face, so weary yet so firm;
For years a score they’ve laboured sore to save him from the worm.
The Kremlin walls are grimly grey, but Lenin’s Tomb is red,
And pilgrims from the Sour Lands say: “He sleeps and is not dead. ”
To read the poem in it’s entirety please visit, https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-26448.
I have a sneaking suspicion that Service may have been just a tiny bit unwelcome in the former Soviet Union after having penned “The Ballad of Lenin’s Tomb”. But I can’t for the life of me imagine why that might be!
When A Young Lady Dancing In A Field
When a young lady dancing in a field
Said, “all men to my charms must yield”,
I said, “that’s all very well
But, dear madam, can you tell
Me how to reach that town called Sheffield?”.
When Older Men
When older men
Dream of sinning
With young women,
Many a lass
Does contemptuously laugh.
But, if a man has money,
That self-same lass
May call him “my sweet honey”,
And smile while
The money lasts!
My Stay in a Luxurious Hotel
When I entered a luxurious hotel room
And savoured the sweet scent of perfume,
I said, “my dear
What brings you here?”.
She said, “this is my hotel room!”.
A Young Lady Wearing A Very Tight Dress
A young lady wearing a very tight dress
Said, “I have so many sins to confess!”.
Then, with a great sneeze
She spoke of the bees.
And burst out of that very tight dress!
When My Friend, Whose Name is Louise
My friend, whose name is Louise
Is always ready and willing to please.
When I found her in bed
We both turned bright red.
And the vicar spoke of his bees!
When A Young Man Named Paul
When a young man named Paul
Said, “all men and women fall”,
That wicked Miss Spink
Gave me a wink.
And Paul fell off the wall!
Anthologised
When anthologised
The poet’s work survives.
He dies.
But every pure thought
(And kink)
Is, forever caught
In ink.
Therefore, I think
That the poet, most wise
Ought to shrink
From being anthologised …
There Was A Young Lady Of Dover
There was a young lady of Dover
Who was fond of rolling in clover.
A cow called Lou
Gave her a chew,
So she left off rolling in clover!
K Morris - Poet 