I know a young man named Rex
Who’s poems are extremely complex.
He writes them in latin
Whilst dressed in pink satin,
And all the girls love Rex!
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I know a young man named Rex
Who’s poems are extremely complex.
He writes them in latin
Whilst dressed in pink satin,
Which does his poor readers vex!
When a young lady whose name is Lou
Asked, “what would you like to do?”
And I said, “if I say
You will throw me out today!”,
She replied, “that’s perfectly true!”.
When I met a young lady named Lin
Who said, “I’m not in to sin”,
I said, “neither am I”,
And winked my good eye,
And wept, which was down to the gin!
I know a young man named Monk
Who composes verse whilst extremely drunk,
As a pretty young barmaid
(Who is far from staid)
Entertains both me and Monk!
A young lady named Ling
Has invited me to swing,
But having looked all around
I can see no fairground,
So know not how to swing!
A most distinguished aristocratic old maid
Thinks it vulgar to engage in trade,
But I happen to know
That her great grandfather Joe,
Made his money by engaging in trade!
There was a young man named Glass
Who appeared on a rather remarkable podcast.
There being absolutely no sound
It was very profound,
And the critics all raved about Glass!
When I said, to my friend Lou,
(Who is fond of the stiletto shoe),
“You are rather witty,
Though not very pretty”,
She threw at me her shoe!
As I walked through the graveyard last night
I met a young woman in white.
As she arose from her grave
With a ghoul called Dave
I said, “do you fancy a drink tonight?”
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As I walked through the graveyard last night
I saw a young woman in white.
As she arose from her grave
I said, “my soul I must save!”,
Then I ran like the clappers last night!
There once was a poet named Mark
Whose verse was extremely dark,
So they sent him to sea
On a rotten old tree,
Where he was eaten by a shark!
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I know a young man named Mark
Whose verse is extremely dark.
He sails the great sea
On a rotten old tree,
And plays upon his harp!
K Morris - Poet 