Fruit just
Ripened.
Half-excited,
Part-frightened
By lust.
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Immorality
When a young lady named Miss Coral
Said, “sir, you are wicked and immoral!”.
My good friend Jean
Said, “he’s a libertine!”
As she handed the dictionary to Coral!
Miss Bland Who Was Fond of the Handstand
There once was a young lady named Bland
Who was an expert in performing the handstand.
She wore a short Dress
And along with Miss Bess
Was admired by the men of the land!
The Final Day of August
The final day of August
Brings Autumn’s coming chill.
Perhaps this is the last
Of Summer’s new-mown grass.
The eternal breeze
Rustles the leaves
And my once brown hair.
Fine Art
A young lady named Miss Heart
Is a connoisseur of fine art.
Whilst enjoying some wine
She greatly admired mine.
And then we discussed fine art.
Regret
He picks up the phone
And texts Louisa or Joan.
Or, whilst browsing the internet
He finds a brief forget
In the arms of Yvette.
When she’s gone away he will say,
“I felt her youthful hand in mine
And to forget regret, poured more wine.
But the tick tock of the clock
Brought to mind, that old voyeur, Time.”
My Luncheon
Whilst sitting at my rather good luncheon
I got hit by a squeaky truncheon!
I said to Claire,
“Now hold on there!
I didn’t request a truncheon for luncheon!”
Miss Price Who Was Fond of Dice
There once was a young lady named Price
Who was known for her love of dice.
She would play for hours
With that rakish Lord Flowers.
And then she would return to her dice.
Petite
Petite.
Desired.
She inspired
A poem of stilettoed feet
And the thought of ought.
And meet.
Spink Who Was Known for Her Unusual Kink
There was a young lady named Spink
Who was known for her unusual kink.
A vicar called Brown
Wore Spinks’s silk gown.
And Spink she lived in his sink!