When a vicar named Warner
Walked into a backstreet sauna,
And religious Miss Fay
Said, “shall we pray?”.
That greatly confused vicar Warner!
When A Vicar Named Warner
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In Memory of
A bench replete
With flowers,
In winter’s wood.
Hours
Incomplete,
Marked by a stone
Clock with lost hands.
We go into the unknown
Wood.
But, perhaps a bench may stand
To commemorate
Those who, of a late
Winter afternoon,
Think on nature’s passing bloom.
When I Met A Group Of Young Women
When I met a group of young women
Intent on a good time and sinning.
I said, “my dear girls
Take care of your pearls!”.
They answered, “sir, we lost them whilst sinning!”.
An Obsession with Clocks
A confession
About my obsession
With clocks.
Their ticks
And tocks.
But all obsessions,
Eventually, stop.
The Knocking
When a young lady named Miss Hocking
Was awoken by the sound of knocking,
She opened her eyes
And said, in surprise,
“Vicar! Why are you wearing my stocking!”.
A Most Rakish Old Gentleman Known As Paul
A most rakish old gentleman known as Paul.
Said, “a happy new year to you all.
Especially all you young women
Who do nothing but sinning!”.
He’s a most dissolute old gentleman is Paul!
Happy New Year!
A very happy new year to you all. May 2021 be a much better year than the previous one!
Very best wishes. Kevin
The Dead May Speak, Through The Poet’s Art
The dead may speak,
Through the poet’s art.
His readers may weep.
Yet, some things run so deep,
They can not be expressed in art.
When A Young Lady Wearing Pink Slippers
When a young lady wearing pink slippers
Offered me some very old kippers,
And I said, “are they safe?”,
She enfolded me in her embrace.
And gave me slippers with those kippers!
I Face My Darkening Window
I face my darkening window.
My curtain
Will shut out the night.
I know
Morning’s light
Must come.
But who can be certain
That he
Will see
The sun?
K Morris - Poet 