In the land of smiles
Poets are free
To while away their time
In sweet poetry.
But a poet may find
His mind turn from rhyme
To bar girls who,
(strictly between us 2),
Have no time for rhyme …
In the land of smiles
Poets are free
To while away their time
In sweet poetry.
But a poet may find
His mind turn from rhyme
To bar girls who,
(strictly between us 2),
Have no time for rhyme …
As we drove fast round a very tight bend
A young lady said, “lets pretend I’m your girlfriend!”.
I said, “in this sports car
You and I will go far!”,
She said, “remember that this is only pretend!”
When a gorgeous young lady named Grace
Invited me back to her place,
I met with the Devil,
Who was not on the level!
But I enjoyed my time with Grace!
A man in a boat on a moat
Went and wrote a poem on his goat.
But the poem was not profound
And the poet he sadly drowned
And the police they are questioning the goat!
There once was a poet in a garret
Who lived all alone with his parrot.
I regret his verse
It grew steadily worse
Until he was murdered by his parrot!
FOWC with Fandango — Speculate – This, That, and the Other (fivedotoh.com)
I met a young lady named Kate
Who said, “you must speculate to accumulate!”.
So I spent all my money
On Kate and Miss Honey.
And now I own just a plate!
I met a young lady of Sheffield
Who said, “all the men they yield
To the sweet charms
Of my warm arms”.
I said, “what! In this muddy field!”
I met a young lady named Belle
In the bar of a seedy hotel.
We spent our time
Discussing rhyme over wine,
Now the papers feature me with Belle!
There was a young man named Nool
Who was famous for his versatile tool.
A spinster called Shilling
Employed him for drilling
As she’d heard of Nool’s versatile tool!
There once was a very fine sculptor
Who was famous for owning a vulture.
The vulture called Mat
Wore a top hat.
He really was a very fine sculpture!