When a young lady named Miss Bella
Went and called me a rude fella,
I said, “my language isn’t crude!
And you madam are most rude!
You are thinking of some other fella!”
Bella’s Complaint
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Tag Archives: limerick
There Once Was an Author Named Kafka
There once was an author named Kafka
Whose books are all lacking in laughter.
There can be no denial,
For I have it on file:
His books are all lacking in laughter.
Role Play
When a dominant young lady named Fay
Said, “lets all indulge in role play!”
And severe Miss Jane
Produced a large cane,
I made my excuses that day …!
A Young Lady Whose Name is Mustard
A young lady whose name is Mustard
Said, “you are a no good bustard!”
I said to her, “Beth,
You bore me to death!
Go wash your hair in egg custard!”
Billy the Poet
There once was a man named Billy
Who composed poems both profound and silly.
At a great funeral wake
He drowned in a lake,
Whilst reciting a silly poem to Lilly.
Poet Kevin Morris’s Humorous Verse Featured On World Poetry Reading Series
I was delighted to learn that one of my poems, (a limerick) was read during a recent broadcast of Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series. The gentleman who read it, Victor did, I think do an excellent job of doing so.
To listen to my poem being read please visit this link, http://www.coopradio.org/content/world-poetry-caf%C3%A9-61.
Please note, the reading takes place approximately 10-12 minutes into the podcast.
Kevin
There Once Was A Writer Named Hugh
There once was a writer named Hugh
Who, wishing to write something new,
Flew straight to the moon
In a hot air balloon.
But he still couldn’t write anything new.
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There once was a writer named Hugh
Who, wishing to write something new,
Flew straight to the moon
With a heated silver spoon,
Pursued by a copper called Lou!
When A Young Man Whose Name Is Moore
When a young man whose name is Moore
Called me a crushing bore,
I spoke of pink plastic ducks
And multicoloured rubber hooks,
But first I locked the door!
There Was A Young Man Named Moore
There was a young man named Moore
Who had lovers by the score.
But his wife Jane
Began to complain,
So he cut them down to 4!
When A Young Lady Whose Name Is Heather
When a young lady whose name is Heather
Went out in windy weather,
She wore an extremely short dress,
Which I must confess
Was not exactly clever!
K Morris - Poet 