There once was a poet named Moat
Who rode around on a great goat.
When they said, “your verse,
It grows worse and worse!”,
He would smile and blame that goat!
There once was a poet named Moat
Who rode around on a great goat.
When they said, “your verse,
It grows worse and worse!”,
He would smile and blame that goat!
As I walked through Trafalgar Square
I met the ghost of Voltaire.
I said, “are you Candide?”.
He said, “no sir! Indeed!
I am Voltaire! haunting Trafalgar Square!”
When a young lady known as Kate
Said, “I think your poetry is great!”,
I said to her, “honey,
Are you looking for money?”,
And she winked at me did Kate …!
I once met a clever cow
Who said, “I don’t know how
All of my milk
Is smooth as silk!”,
I said, “wow! A talking cow!”
When I met a ghost in a churchyard
Who said, “being dead is so very hard!
I always try to be friendly,
But everyone’s so scared of me!”,
I ran at great speed from that churchyard!
When a pushy young author named Lee
Said, “I demand that you support me!”,
I said, “life is brief
And it ends in grief.
Now Lee, do accept this fifty pea!”
When my dear old aunt named Kate
Died and left me her whole estate,
I received a broken pencil
And a very empty till,
And an IOU from my aunt Kate!
I know a young lady of Toulouse
Who is extremely fond of her booze.
Whilst drunk on Hock
She lost her frock,
And a monk he stole her shoes!
My dog of whom I am extremely fond
Has a habit of jumping in the pond.
Then he gets a certain smell
Which I know all too well,
And of which I am not that fond!
(A couple of days ago I took my guide dog Apollo for a walk in Crystal Palace park with my friend and his Rhodesian Ridgeback. Being a Labrador Retriever, Apollo decided that it would be tremendous fun to go swimming in a pond, twice!)
When a naked young lady from Ealing
Went and swung from the bishop’s ceiling,
A spinster called Hocking
Found it most shocking!
And the bishop gazed at the ceiling!