When we met a group of young women
Who spoke of the great joys of sinning,
The good vicar Paul
Talked of the fall,
And the bishop he just couldn’t stop grinning!
The Joys of Sinning
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A Bull in a China Shop
There once was a bull from Hull
Who said, “I am feeling quite dull.
I’ll go with Miss Hop
To that new China shop.
The one that’s just opened in Hull!”.
Lou’s Aesthetic
When a poet known as Miss Lou
Walked around town wearing only 1 shoe,
They said, “your verse is pathetic!
But we do like your aesthetic,
As you look great wearing 1 shoe!”.
Morbid Miss Beth
A most nervous young lady named Beth
Was known for her fear of death.
Her old aunt Louise
Gave a great sneeze,
And frightened that young lady to death!
With Apologies to T S. Eliot
The women come and go.
But talk not of Michaelangelo.
One drunk on booze
Leaves her stiletto shoes
Behind for Prufrock to find.
No mermaids sing for him.
But the girl was slim
And provided some delight
To a poet’s night.
When he turns to write
He finds that Miss Follett
Has taken his wallet,
And ponders on the Wasteland
Which a few understand!
Happy Easter!
A young lady who calls herself Honey
Likes to dress as the Easter bunny.
After food and wine
We crossed that line –
Then that bunny she stole my money!
Happy Easter to all of my readers!
A Young Lady Named Amanda
I know a young lady named Amanda
Who says that I don’t understand her.
She is slim and petite
And lives on my street
And I’ve seen her walking her panda!
A Young Lady of Uganda
I met a young lady named Amanda
Who comes from a place called Uganda.
She called me sweet honey
And spent all my money,
Then escaped whilst dressed as a panda!
Threatened with Chains
When a young lady brandishing whips and chains
Said, “do you like a girl with brains?”,
I said, “dear Lou,
I most certainly do!
But please can you stop brandishing those chains!”
Swinging
When I went to a swingers bar
With a girl who calls herself Marr
A police constable named Flair
Danced nude on a chair –
But you should have seen Miss Marr …!
K Morris - Poet 