A young lady wearing just pink socks
Said, “my behaviour it so frequently shocks.
I can hear the knocking
Of the Lord Bishop Hocking.
I wonder will he like my socks?”.
A Young Lady Wearing Just Pink Socks
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When A Young Lady Waving A Rifle
When a young lady waving a rifle
Said, “I hope you like my trifle”.
I said, “it’s very good,
But, I was wondering could,
You please stop waving around that rifle!”.
There Once Was A Poet Named Lyme
There once was a poet named Lyme
Who composed poems about nothing but time.
Whilst drinking one day,
The sky turned grey.
And the great publican, he called time.
A Young Lady Whose Name Is Alice
A young lady whose name is Alice
Lives in a place called Crystal Palace,
Where she works in a sauna
With my good friend Miss Warner.
But I’ve not yet met Miss Alice.
Leigh’s Kiss
When a young lady named Leigh
Bestowed a soft kiss on me.
And her big boyfriend called Jack
Gave me a look most black,
I ran and climbed a tree!
When I Said To My Dear Friend Pearl
When I said to my dear friend Pearl
“Do show me, does your hair naturally curl?”.
She turned bright red and said,
“Not on this sweet little head.
And Kevin, I’m not that kind of girl!”.
A Lady Who Is Just Over 40
A lady who is just over 40
Is rather pretty, and really quite naughty.
Her husband Ray
Is away today.
As for me, I’m feeling quite naughty!
Shirley
There was a young lady named Shirley
Whose hair was both long and curly.
When it fell right off
She said, with a cough,
“This life, it doesn’t treat me fairly!”.
When A Young Lady Riding A Fox
When a young lady riding a fox
Said, “do you like my new socks?”.
I said, “too many young women
Are fond of nothing but sinning.
And that fox has eaten your socks!”.
There Was A Journalist Of No Distinction
There was a journalist of no distinction
Who came from a place called Lincoln.
He wrote about me
And pretty Miss Leigh.
And he found his extinction in Lincoln.
K Morris - Poet 