As I strolled home at just after midnight
I met a young lady under a street light.
We spent our time
In discussing fine rhyme,
As I explained to a police constable that night …!
As I strolled home at just after midnight
I met a young lady under a street light.
We spent our time
In discussing fine rhyme,
As I explained to a police constable that night …!
There was a young lady named Hopp
Who was extremely fond of drinking pop.
One day she tried beer
Which made her feel queer.
So henceforth she drank nothing but pop!
There once was a man known as Lee
Who went and wrote an obituary of me.
I am still alive
And continue to thrive.
But that Lee he drowned out at sea!
I know a young man named Guy
Who has a fondness for pigeon pie.
I hear from Fay
That he’s flown away.
Fay and I, we blame the pie!
When rich old men
Are seen with young women on their arm,
I must condemn them
For tempting such women into lives of sinning
As for the charms
Of girl’s arms? I can not afford them …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
I met a young lady named Moriah
Who said, “I am a Vegan vampire!.
I never drink blood,
But fruit is good!”.
She’s a very funny girl is Moriah!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
A thief who was tall and slim
Had the nickname of light fingered Jim
Until a girl called Pat
Set a cunning trap
Which did for that light fingered Jim!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
I was glancing through my archives earlier today, and came across this poem, which I am reposting, https://kmorrispoet.com/2017/04/03/k-morris-reading-his-poem-siren/
I once met a pretty siren named Lee
Who invited me to play in the sea.
But the water was cold
And I have been told
Not to play with sirens in the sea!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
When a talented young lady named Spink
Sent a love letter in invisible ink,
And her lover called Ray
Said, “what does it say?”,
She said, “heat will reveal my kink …!”
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.