I’m dating a girl named Corral
Who is extremely strict and moral.
So when round at her flat
I keep on my hat,
To avoid an almighty quarrel!
I’m Dating A Girl Named Corral
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Last Night I Found In My Double Bed
Last night I found in my double bed
A young woman who was lacking a head.
When I said, “its not yet Halloween”,
She gave a most terrible, piercing scream,
Which was strange, as she had no head!
There Once Was A Young Man Named Niels
There once was a young man named Niels
Who was fond of girls in high heels,
But the parish priest called Paul
Knew that wouldn’t do at all,
So he confiscated those girls and their heels!
On Hearing The Clatter of Stilettos Late At Night
On hearing the clatter
Of sstilletos late at night,
I think on girls who flatter
And bring delight.
And the price
Of vice
To those who grow old
In sin.
Last chance to pin a poem to The Places of Poetry Map
Poet Josephine Corcoran reminds us that on 1 November Places of Poetry will become a read only site. Up until 1 November, you have the opportunity to pin a poem to the Places of Poetry map. You can find Josephine’s post here, https://josephinecorcoran.org/2019/10/27/last-few-days-to-pin-a-poem-to-the-places-of-poetry-map/.
You can find my poem “The Poet On The Hill” on Places of Poetry here, https://www.placesofpoetry.org.uk/poem/23368/.
Kevin
The Allerton Oak
As someone who was born in the city of Liverpool, I was delighted to learn that Liverpool’s Allerton Oak has been crowned Tree of the Year.
The BBC reports that the tree predates the Norman Conquest of 1066, and legend has it that a medieval court was held under it’s spreading branches. You can read the BBC article here, https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-merseyside-50141031.
I am a lover of all trees and, in particular oaks. You can find my poem “The Girl and the Oak” here, https://kmorrispoet.com/2016/01/03/the-girl-and-the-oak/.
A Young Man Dressed In Scruffy Old Jeans
A young man dressed in scruffy old jeans
Wishing to marry a lady of great means,
Dated lots of young women
And indulged in some sinning,
But he’s still in those scruffy old jeans!
There Once Was A Poet Named Spink
There once was a poet named Spink
Who wrote love poems in invisible ink
To young women of pleasure
Until his dear wife Heather
Heated up that invisible ink of Spink!
(Messages written in invisible ink can be read either by heating up the paper or setting it on fire).
When A Young Lady Named Lou
When a young lady named Lou
Said, “have you seen my shoe?”,
I replied, “tut tut,
A goat called Butt
Has eaten up your shoe Lou!”.
When A Young Man Named Lot
When a young man named Lot
Said, “I have been shot!”,
I said, “oh my good lord,
I’ve run you through with my sword,
But don’t worry, you haven’t been shot!”.
K Morris - Poet 