When a young lady named Wang
Out of my old wardrobe sprang
My friend Miss June
Struck up a tune,
And my neighbours they sweetly sang!
My Old Wardrobe
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Boxing Day
When a young lady named Fay
Said, “its great Boxing Day today!”
And she clenched her fist
I said, “you must desist!”
But that didn’t deter Miss Fay!
When I Met Satan on Christmas Day
When I met Satan on Christmas day
And I said, “let us all pray”.
He said, “make no mistake,
I have a terrible headache!
I shall sleep off my hangover today!”
Miss Spink’s Christmas Drinks
When a young lady named Miss Spink
Said, “would you like a Christmas drink?”
It ended under the table
With Spink and Miss Mabel
And a bishop dressed in bright pink!
Happy Christmas
A very happy Christmas to all of my readers. I hope the Christmas period is full of joy for you all.
I would like to thank all of you for reading, liking and commenting on my poems. A big thank you also to everyone who has read/reviewed my books.
With very best wishes. Kevin
My Ballad About a Salad
I once composed a rather fine ballad
About a young lady and her salad.
But a person named Dan
Being a greedy young man
Ate that salad along with my ballad!
I Forgot the Clock
I forgot
The clock
When life got
In the way.
But he did stay
Ticking away my day.
Don’t Kiss Strangers Under the Mistletoe
When a wise and far sighted minister said,
“Good people, don’t kiss strangers under the mistletoe!”
I wondered whether one can go
To a pretty stranger’s bed
So long as you don’t kiss under mistletoe?
(Therese Coffey, a government Minister advises against kissing strangers under the mistletoe, https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-59500232?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=KARANGA).
Falling Angels
When I saw 2 angels fall.
There was angel dust
And man’s passing lust.
And their names I do recall.
Yet, I continue to persist
In believing angels do exist.
And that not all angels fall
An Angel Named Lin
There once was an angel named Lin
Who wished to dance on a pin.
But a wicked old mortal
Tempted her through his portal,
Which led to great wickedness and sin!
K Morris - Poet 