An extremely kindly old high court judge
Is famous for not holding a grudge.
When he sentenced Miss Gale
To a spell in jail,
He gave her a box of fudge!
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As I Strolled By A Crystal Clear Stream
As I strolled by a crystal clear stream
A young lady offered me strawberries and cream.
When I said, “why are you nude?”.
She said, “surely you are no prude!
Besides, you know this is only a dream!”.
Art and Sin
He sees the mind behind
Those stilettos,
And her so short clothes.
There is bliss
In her kiss
For him.
Seeing her heart
He ponders on art.
And what is sin.
Gin
When a young lady drunk on strong gin
Said, “young women are all full of sin!”.
I said, “I’ve often seen you fall”.
But that girl simply could not recall.
Which was down, I think to the gin!
A Girl’s Innocence
A girl’s innocence so oft attracts.
Her guilelessness
Does distract.
But, if she does, finally, undress.
Oft, ‘tis over, More or less.
The Kiss
When I met a rather pretty little miss
And I said, “please, give me a kiss!”.
Her boyfriend called Ted
Said, “you are dead!”.
So I didn’t stick around for that kiss!
Footprints in the Snow
As I go
I make footprints in the snow.
The red postbox continues to stand,
A symbol of a vanishing land.
Footprints will go,
Covered by snow
And this dear England of mine,
Is it all in my mind?
Racey Tracy
I know a pretty young lady named Tracy
Who has a reputation for being quite racey.
Dear readers, I must confess
I’ve oft seen her dress.
But rarely when being worn by Miss Tracy …
Polly
When an attractive young lady called Polly
Invited me to indulge in something jolly.
I went round to her house
Where we enjoyed wine and grouse.
And her friend whose name is Holly.
Trite
When a young lady named Miss White
Said, “your poetry it is terribly trite”.
I said, “let me compose
A poem to my rose”.
And I went home alone that night …