Provider of pleasure.
Romance isn’t free.
Oldest profession
Some say.
Time has a price
In your brief arms.
The clock jingles.
Under the sheet
They meet.
Eagerness of him.
Some say sin.
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Dalliance By Moonlight
As the moon shone bright last night
I spied 2 young women by moonlight.
I said, “this here bed
Has seen many a head.
But this rope is a little tight …”.
Parks and Karl Marx
There was a young man named Parks
Who quoted the works of Karl Marx
To pretty young women,
Who thought of sinning,
Whilst Parks he thought of Karl Marx!
Shadows of the Past
My shadow in front of me.
Leaves fall from a nearby tree.
I think of an old England
I never knew.
Is all I understand
Or maybe half-see
The reality of me?
What is true
When the many/few
Call for Britain’s statues to fall,
And label me merely a reactionary?
Ghoul
On my way home late last night
I met a young lady in white.
She gave me a wave
And returned to her grave.
And the theatre was crowded last night!
The Perfumer
I met a beautiful young perfumer
Who had no sense of humour.
They say I spent
My money on scent.
But that’s just a wicked rumour!
Miss Wood and the Mud
When a careless young lady named Wood
Got her stilettos stuck in deep mud
And I said, “get them off”.
She replied, with a shocked cough,
“Not here! In this nasty deep mud!”
Lou’s Footwear
When a young lady named Miss Lou
Threatened to spank me with her shoe
I said, “I really don’t care
What you do with your footwear,
But you’re exciting the old vicar Lou!”
The Vicious Old Goat
I met a vicious looking old goat
Who was dressed in a frock coat.
He said, “I will be level.
I am the wicked old devil!”.
So I skinned and ate that goat!
Rent Money
When a young lady who comes from Kent
Said, “sir, I can not pay my rent.
Lets have a quick affair!”.
I said to her, “Clair,
That’s great, but I’m not paying your rent!”