When a young man named Lee
Said, “please explain poetry to me”.
I said to Rose
“Tweek his nose!”.
Which was a kind of poetry!
Please Explain Poetry to Me
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In Her Hair
In her hair
And legs bare
I forget regret.
But after laughter
And drink die
I find rhyme
In passing lust
And eternal dust.
Whilst Walking By A Crystal Clear Stream
Whilst walking by a crystal clear stream
I got covered in strawberries and cream,
By a young lady named Lin
Who is full of hot sin –
And then I awoke from that dream!
Her Name
It was quick
In a bedsit
By a canal.
I have the name she
Gave to me.
Anyhow, I know that canal.
We Walked Through the Graveyard
We
Walked through the graveyard.
She
Is frightened of death.
Earlier we
Drank wine.
Our bed
Was hot
The dead
Are forever here.
The graveyard plot
Draws lovers near.
There Once Was a Kitten Named Mitten
There once was a kitten named Mitten
Who composed poetry all about Great Britain.
His verse was quite good
So I wish I could
Believe that Mitten was really a kitten!
Circular
A circular seat
Encompassing a tree.
Age will defeat
Thee and me.
The Golden Sun
The weather is hot.
I could call you
And specify what I …
The sun is hot
Our bodies like glue
In summer’s golden weather.
Shall we lie together
In the golden sun?
Honey, will you come?
Flair Who Was Concerned With My Immortal Soul
I met a young lady named Flair
Who said “you should take great care
As too many women
Are fond of sinning.
Now sir, will you mount the stair?”.
There Once Was a Pigeon Named Lou
There once was a pigeon named Lou
Who spent all her days saying coo.
But a grumpy old cat
Was not fond of that –
So one day Lou ceased to coo!
