A lady who is just over 40
Is rather pretty, and really quite naughty.
Her husband Ray
Is away today.
As for me, I’m feeling quite naughty!
A Lady Who Is Just Over 40
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Shirley
There was a young lady named Shirley
Whose hair was both long and curly.
When it fell right off
She said, with a cough,
“This life, it doesn’t treat me fairly!”.
When A Young Lady Riding A Fox
When a young lady riding a fox
Said, “do you like my new socks?”.
I said, “too many young women
Are fond of nothing but sinning.
And that fox has eaten your socks!”.
There Was A Journalist Of No Distinction
There was a journalist of no distinction
Who came from a place called Lincoln.
He wrote about me
And pretty Miss Leigh.
And he found his extinction in Lincoln.
A Lady of Pleasure
I met a lady of pleasure
Whose name was Louise or Heather
I spent much time
In composing this rhyme,
Which delighted that lady of pleasure.
Rose’s Interview
A young lady named Miss Rose
Is fond of wearing no clothes.
She went for an interview
Wearing no stocking or shoe.
And I’m still interviewing Miss Rose.
Frank and the Mermaid
There once was a man named Frank
Who saw a mermaid in a tank.
She was remarkably pretty
And really quite witty,
And she wouldn’t go out with Frank!
A Young Lady Called Miss Fay
A young lady called Miss Fay
Composes a poem once a day,
Full of erotic scenes,
By crystal clear streams.
And fay is my friend Ray!
A Talented Young Poet Named Leigh
When a talented young poet named Leigh
Said, “I want you to anthologise me”.
They put her in a book
Where you and I can look.
As she’s talented as talented can be!
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When a beautiful young poet named Leigh
Said, “I want you to anthologise me!”.
They put her in a book
Where certain kinds of gentlemen look.
And don’t tell that mother of Leigh!
Immortalised in Rhyme
a young lady whose name is Lyme
Said, “please immortalise me in your rhyme”.
So I wrote of our passionate night
With a buxom young lady called White.
And now she’s immortalised in my rhyme
K Morris - Poet 