I know a young lady named Moriah
Who says, “our lives are a satire!”
I say to her, “Fay,
We are in a play!”
And she says, “my name is Moriah!”
I know a young lady named Moriah
Who says, “our lives are a satire!”
I say to her, “Fay,
We are in a play!”
And she says, “my name is Moriah!”
I am marrying a young lady named Chancer
Who has a job as an erotic dancer.
She thinks I have money
And calls me her honey –
But, dear reader, I am also a chancer …
A young man sitting at his desk
Said, “your poems are so very Kafkaesque!”
When I said, “how so?”
He said, “I don’t know!
But The Trial will come nonetheless!”
I know a young man named Matt
Who wears a very fine hat.
He sits on the ground
And says nothing profound.
But he wears a very fine hat!
A philosophical young lady named Holly
Owns an old and interesting folly.
I’ve talked of philosophy
With pretty Miss Lee –
But now lets discuss Holly’s folly …
I met a young lady named Lou
Who lay bathing in Irish Stew.
When I played on my flute
She said, “do you like beetroot?
And do join me in this stew!”
There once was a terrible old sinner
Who ate all of my Christmas dinner!
I locked him away
Until New Year’s Day
And ignored his cries for his dinner!
I know a young lady named Lou
Who got stuck in a pot of glue.
When I said, “you’re a snob!”
She called me a yob!
She’s always been stuck up has Lou!
A decadent young lady named Lou
Is coming round to mine at two.
We’ll have a lot to drink
But its not what you think!
As the bishop will be there too …!
I met a young lady named Green
Who lives in a washing machine.
We went at great speed
To fulfill that girl’s need,
And then I awoke from that dream!