Me reading my poem ‘Sandwich Wrapper’.
K Morris reading his poem ‘Sandwich Wrapper’.
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K Morris reading his poem ‘Apart’
Me reading my poem ‘Apart’.
There Was A Young Lady Called Bell
There was a young lady called Bell.
Who I knew extremely well.
She worked as a dancer
And was a bit of a chancer
As all the boys will tell.
There Was A Young Man From Town
There was a young man from town
Who wore a perpetual frown.
He went out on the lash
And splashed lots of cash
But he never lost that frown.
(Note: to “go out on the lash” means to go out drinking, frequently with the intention of becoming intoxicated.
To “splash”, in this context means to spend).
There Was A Young Man Called Lee
There was a young man named Lee
Who wrote a limerick about me.
It was extremely rude
And rather crude
So I can’t repeat it you see!
There Was A Young Lady Called Michelle
There was a young lady called Michelle
Who had a friend named Nell.
They lived on my street
And we would meet
By the local wishing well.
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There was a young lady called Michelle
Who decided her soul to sell.
Having run out of money
The devil paid her in honey,
Or so her friends do tell.
When Young
When young
His blood was hot.
He flung
Himself into expense
And many a wench
Did smile
A crocodile smile
As with each python hug
He dug
His own trench.
As he grew older, his blood cooled somewhat
Though heaven knows
That passion hot
Still arose
From time to time
And manifested itself in
What some call sin …
Though to rhyme
Is no crime …
There Was A Man Who Lived In The Gloom
There was a man who lived in the gloom
As he would allow no light in his room.
Many say that he was a vampire
And very few had any desire
To meet that man who dwelt in the gloom!
There Was A Young Man Called Friend
There was a young man called Friend
Who did me some money lend.
When I hid away
And refused to repay
It drove him round the bend!
I Find It Strange
I find it strange when those who have more than me
Defend Marx’s ideology,
While I, who am admittedly possessed of a sufficiency
Argue for a free society
K Morris - Poet 