There once was a nymph named Fay
Who liked to play in the hay.
The local squire
Had a desire.
But that nymph she refused to play!
There Once Was a Nymph Named Fay
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The Easter Bunny
I met a young lady named Honey
Who was dressed as the Easter Bunny.
I said, “are you up for fun?”.
And she produced a very big gun.
So that bunny got all my money!
A very happy Easter to all of my readers!
Kevin
There Once Was a Man Named Rory
There once was a man named Rory
Who was a traditional one nation Tory.
His lover Miss White
Was a true Thatcherite.
And her boyfriend he didn’t like Rory!
Miss Box
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!”.
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”.
K Morris - Poet 