There was a young lady named Moll
Who lurked online as a troll.
She got arrested one day
By a policewoman called May,
Which the online community thought quite droll!
There was a young lady named Moll
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Said Hooray Henry to Henrietta
Said Hooray Henry to Henrietta
“Did you receive my love letter?
It was written in latin and greek
For I can speak
Both as you can see.
I have a first class degree
From Oxford. Oh do say that you will join me on the Charwell
For who can tell
What may happen, as we punt along
Singing a boating song”.
Said Henrietta,
“I did receive your love letter.
I too can speak
Latin and greek.
But my dear
I fear
That I have been untrue
To you,
With the gamekeeper Foil.
He may be a hoary old man of toil,
But he’s a dab hand with the massage oil …
There was an elderly general called Lot (part 2)
There was an elderly general named Lot
Who recovered from having been shot.
On returning to his plain, old wife
He remarked “upon my own dear life,
Would that he had been a better shot!”
Privilege
I stand opposed to all privilege,
To the bitter end.
Yet, if it be mine own
I do, as a dog with a bone
My privilege defend,
Gainst foe and friend
There was an elderly general called Lot
There was an elderly general called Lot
Who remarked “queen and country, wot!”.
Why he did so,
I really don’t know.
I regret that Lot got shot!
There was a young lady called Glass
There was a young lady called Glass
Who hailed from the working class.
She wed an aristocratic old farmer,
Who was far from a charmer,
But were there’s muck there’s brass.
(For the origin and meaning of the phrase “were there’s muck there’s brass”, please see http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/408900.html).
There was an elderly gentleman called Farmer
There was an elderly gentleman called Farmer
Who was a real old charmer.
He proposed to a much younger girl,
Which put her head in a whirl.
They were married by a Tibetan Lama.
There was a young lady named Leigh
There was a young lady named Leigh
Who invited me round for tea.
We ate lots of cake,
But when I tried to partake
She kicked me out at three!
There was a young man named Paul
There was a young man named Paul,
Who was a Socialist as I recall.
He quaffed expensive champagne
With his aristocratic wife Jane
And they lived in his ancestoral hall.
There was a young lady named Nell
There was a young lady named Nell,
(She was a girl who I knew well).
We went out on a date
With her best friend kate,
And a gentleman refuses to tell …
K Morris - Poet 