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When Young Men Find Delight

When young men find delight

Under a red bedspread

With girls who pass through

How many of them

Consider how cold

Is the hold of gold?


Time runs on

And youth turns to age.

Some still engage

With girls who pass through,

But all age,

And in time, are gone.


Ling Who Likes to Dance and Sing

A young lady named Ling

Likes to dance and sing.

In the depths of the dark

The dogs howl and bark

And neighbours throw things at Ling!

I’ve Just Met a Very Old Monk

I’ve just met a very old monk

Who stood in the pub getting drunk.

He said, “sweet barmaid Claire

Let us have an affair!”.

Have you seen a black eyed monk …?

Lord Kettle

My great friend the late Lord Kettle

Said, “I am quite unable to settle”.

Then he made some tea,

Which he shared with me,

In a place that’s known as Settle.


You praised polyamory.

As for me

I am not polyamorous

But you, being glamorous,

I found time

To rhyme

And discuss polyamory

With thee …


When a young lady whose name is Lou

Said, “watch out as I’m coming for you!”.

And I said, “are you a ghoul,

She said, “no! you stupid old fool!

I’m Lou, and you’ve just stolen my shoe!”.



When a young lady named Kate

Said, “Kevin, you really do procrastinate!”.

I said, “I beg your pardon!

But I am doing this garden!

But perhaps the garden can wait …!”.

Corporate Types

Corporate types programme their likes

Into computers,

Where they are heard

By commuters

And a middle-aged poet

Who romanticises vinyl,

And exchanges a final word

With the barmaid,

Who doesn’t remember vinyl.