Physicists say
That all this
Will, one day,
Fade away.
”Tis
A sobering thought,
So perhaps I ought
To stay
In bed today?
But the universe
Is still here
And, I fear
That verse
Does not pay.
Therefore I must
Put aside thoughts of whirling dust,
And go about my mundane day.
When a young lady named May
Said, “’tis a beautiful spring day.
I’m feeling real sporty.
Let us be naughty”,
The vicar knelt down to pray!
When a young lady hiding in a bush
Said, “look, is that a blackbird or thrush!”,
An elderly gentleman passing by
Said, “oh my, oh my,
That is a talking bush!”.
Whilst strolling in the hot summer weather
I met a young lady of pleasure.
She stole my wallet and coat
Then rode away on a goat,
Whilst dressed in stilettos and leather!
When a young lady named Claire
Went, with her feet bare,
And a very short dress,
Into the Officer’s mess,
I wish that I’d been there!
When my friend whose name is Mia
Said, “tell me what I want to hear!”.
I said, “you are witty,
And more than just pretty.
Now please give me back my beer!”.
When visiting my friend the squire
I met a young housemaid named Moriah.
Who was in a state of undress
Which, I must most earnestly stress,
Had nothing to do with the squire!
When a young lady named Jane
Said, “you ought to die of shame,
Inviting young women in at long gone midnight,
Then, seeing them off by late morning’s light!”,
I said, “but you rang my doorbell, Jane!”.
When a young lady with morals most elastic
Said, “it would be absolutely fantastic
If you could pay my expenses.
Let us have no more pretences!”,
I said, “my finances are not that elastic!”.
There once was a young lady named Mystery
Who believed in the Whig version of history.
She would constantly stress
The inevitability of progress.
But her reasoning, it remains shrouded in mystery!
K Morris - Poet 