There was a young lady named Moriah
Who desired to burn the old squire.
The helpful vicar Hatch
Passed her a match,
And the squire he divorced young Moriah!
Moriah and the Squire
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Jig Jig
“Jig jig”,
She said,
Caring not a fig
For another stranger’s bed.
Her name forgot,
The circumstance not.
When I Met a Man at His Mowing
When I met a man at his mowing
And said to him, “how is it going?”,
He said to me, “oh no!
I’ve just cut off my toe!”,
I said, “but how is your mowing going?”
There Once Was a Man of Settle
There once was a man of Settle
Who fell into a large boiling kettle.
When they said, “is it hot!”,
He said, “pass me that teapot!
I just can’t settle in this kettle!
Spring
A young woman’s perfume
On a spring afternoon.
We guys vie, try
To impress.
Our grey
On her spring day.
Naughty Miss Brown
When a naughty young lady named Miss Brown
Said, “the judge he will send us down!”,
I said, “what we done
We done it in fun!
And right in the middle of the town …!”
My Stay in a Seedy Old Hotel
Whilst staying in a seedy old hotel
I was accosted by pretty Miss Bell.
It is no crime
To indulge in rhyme
About Miss Bell in a seedy hotel …
Love’s Sting
Sometimes I have seen
The night light gleam
On angels whose wings
Have been clipped
By lustful lips,
Meaning love’s sting
Is not their thing.
Anyone for Tea?
I know a young man named Lot
Who went and bought a chocolate teapot.
I all you good people warn
To avoid the sweet rose’s thorn!
And hot tea in Lot’s chocolate teapot!
On Hearing Crows
On hearing crows
Macbeth and death
Fill my mind.
Though death goes
In many clothes.
Still I find
That black crows
Peck my mind.
