I have heard nymphs are sometimes found
In the fragrant wood.
It would be good to lie down
On the leafy ground
And take delight in Aphrodite.
But no, the wood
Is full of deep mud
And poor Miss Aphrodite
Would spoil yet another nightie!
There once was a girl named Meg
Who hid in a giant Easter egg.
But the sun shone down
And she turned chocolate brown,
And got eaten along with that egg!
I’ve just met a lady called Honey
Who was dressed as the Easter bunny.
When I offered her some lettuce
She said, “that’s not my fetish!
But sir, this bunny does love money!”
When I met the Devil in town,
I looked at him with a frown,
And said to him, “sir!
You must know Miss Flair!
As you are wearing her see-through nightgown!”.
There was a young lady named Hopp
Who was extremely fond of drinking pop.
One day she tried beer
Which made her feel queer.
So henceforth she drank nothing but pop!
There once was a man known as Lee
Who went and wrote an obituary of me.
I am still alive
And continue to thrive.
But that Lee he drowned out at sea!
I know a young man named Guy
Who has a fondness for pigeon pie.
I hear from Fay
That he’s flown away.
Fay and I, we blame the pie!
When a talented young lady named Spink
Sent a love letter in invisible ink,
And her lover called Ray
Said, “what does it say?”,
She said, “heat will reveal my kink …!”
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
A boy who attended my old school
Once claimed to have seen a ghoul!
That place wasn’t Eton
So he wasn’t beaten.
But the headmaster called him a fool!
When a young lady known as Lee
Went and threw a sprout at me,
I said, “you are so pretty
And I’ve heard you are witty.
But why are you wasting your tea!”
K Morris - Poet 