I’ve just released a revised edition
Of my book “All About Sedition”.
A girl called Leigh
Is sweet on me.
But I’ll lead her to perdition!
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I can Choose
I can choose
To wind my clock,
Or not,
As the case may be.
But, if I lose
The key,
Time will not stop
For me.
Tea for 3
A man bought tea
For 2 girls, in a pricey hotel.
Then he
And they
Went to stay,
In the same room, of that expensive,
Hotel.
Well,
His pockets where not that extensive,
And he
Did pay for tea …
When A Young Lady Who Is Mysterious
When a young lady who is mysterious
Said, “our relationship is not very serious”.
And I said, “that’s great!
Can I date with Kate?”,
Her Right Hook was really quite serious!
A Young Lady Who Is Mysterious
A young lady who is mysterious
Said, “you are far too serious!”.
So I tweeked her nose,
And stamped on her toes,
Which drove that girl delirious!
Stilettos Purchased with Gold
Stilettos purchased with gold,
Delight at night.
But heels grow old.
When Clever Men
When clever men
Hear the clock,
They say,
“We do not
Accept the concept
Of time”.
And the poet composes
A simple rhyme
About roses,
Past their prime.
Girls for Any Occasion
Girls of a certain kind
Prey on his mind.
Black, white or asian.
Girls for any occasion
Can be delivered to his house,
At the click of a mouse.
Or, he can make a girl fall
For the price
Of a phone call.
Is there, objectively
Such a thing as vice?
Company isn’t free
And one must pay the price,
He thinks.
In a darkened corner, the devil winks.
He calculates,
And being alone,
Picks up the phone,
And dates.
When I Invited A Girl Named Bland
When I invited a girl named Bland
To my home for a one-night stand,
It was really quite boring,
And I ended up snoring,
As all she’d do was to stand!
Roses
A rose,
So unposed.
It’s petals,
Naturally spread,
And settled
In it’s bed.
A flash
Of bright light,
As the photographer composes,
Cash,
Out of roses,
For the connoisseur’s delight.