There was a young man named Dunn
Who decided to fly to the sun.
But going off course
He encountered a horse
Who said, “that just can’t be done!”
There Was a Young Man Named Dunn
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My Poetry Featured On Vivienne Sang’s Blog
My thanks to Vivienne Sang for featuring me and my poetry on her blog. To visit the post please follow this link, https://aspholessaria.wordpress.com/2022/01/31/a-new-book-of-poetry-by-kevin-morris/
There Once Was a Most Strange Ghost
There once was a most strange ghost
Who spent all his time eating toast.
I don’t know why
As after you die
You have no need to eat toast!
The Dam
I touched the dam
So desired by man.
But soon it was gone
Broken by some other one.
There Once Was a PM Named Moat
There once was a PM named Moat
Who gave all dogs the vote.
A government minister called Joan
Gave them all a bone
But the dogs didn’t vote for Moat!
Miss Page Who Dances on Stage
A young lady known as Miss Page
Dances nude for gentlemen on the stage.
Her friend Nell
Slipped and fell
But I managed to grab Miss Page …!
Leaving and Other Poems is Available in Paperback and Kindle
Yesterday (26 January) I announced that my poetry collection, Leaving and Other Poems is available in the Amazon Kindle store, https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/01/26/my-new-poetry-collection-leaving-and-other-poems-is-now-available-in-the-amazon-kindle-store/
I am pleased to announce that Leaving and Other Poems is now available as a paperback and can be found here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09R3HR9KG/ (for the UK), and here, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09R3HR9KG/
(for the US and elsewhere).
A Dog Who Had No Tail
A dog who had no tail
Made the poor vicar turn pale.
As the day turned dark
He would howl and bark
Until the devil returned his tail!
There Was a Young Lady Named Divine
There was a young lady named Divine
Who composed poems all of 1 line.
When drunk on strong beer
Her verse it would veer
But the critics all found her divine!
Swansong
There was an old man named Long
Who wept as he sang his swansong.
They took off their hats
And whacked him with bats.
And so ended that swansong of Long!
K Morris - Poet 