There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who wore a very short frock.
A tourist called Paul
Fell off a wall
At the shock of that very short frock!
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who wore a very short frock.
A bishop called Paul
Said “angels will fall
At the sight of that very short frock!”.
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who did my poetry mock.
So I brought down a curse
In the form of a verse
While drunk on spirits and hock!
I know a young lady from Thailand
Who said “your wish is my command”.
When I ordered “iron all my clothes”
She punched me on the nose.
Her language I do not understand …!
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who lost a little white sock.
I discovered the shoe
Of a girl called Lou
But I never found that sock …
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who did my front door unlock.
It was after midnight
And by the star’s bright light
We drank a bottle of Hock.
There was a young lady from Bangkok
Who wrote poetry while drunk on Hock.
A literary man named Paul
Said “tis so easy to fall
For poetical girls in Bangkok”.
There was a young man called Rory
Who was a romantic Tory.
He met a Socialist girl
(Her name was Pearl),
But that’s another story!
There was a young lady called Lou
Who said “I am in love with you!”.
So she lent me some money
(That sweet, darling honey)
And now I’m in love with Sue!
I know a young lady called Lou
Who composed a poem about a shoe,
As my good friend Jane
Cudgeled her brain
Over her husband’s missing shoe …
There was a young lady called Lou
Who composed a poem about a shoe.
While drunk on cheap wine
All seemed fine
And now I have her shoe …
There was a young lady called Leigh
Who tied me up at 3.
At half-past four
I said, “no more,
Tis time for the vicar’s tea!”.
There was a young lady called Leigh
Who tied me up at 3.
At half-past 4
I said, “no more!”.
But she did not agree!
K Morris - Poet 