When I saw Eliot doing a handstand
I asked him to explain the Wasteland.
He said, “my poem is complex
And many people it has vexed!”.
I said, “yes! That I can understand!”
When I saw Eliot doing a handstand
I asked him to explain the Wasteland.
He said, “my poem is complex
And many people it has vexed!”.
I said, “yes! That I can understand!”
There once was a poet named Ron
Who said, “poetry is for everyone!”,
But when he wrote on a bus
The driver created such a fuss!
As he didn’t like poetry or Ron!
When a young lady known as Rusty
Said, “you Sir are old and crusty!”.
I said to her, “Miss,
Some girls bring great bliss.
But you Miss are so very rusty!”
When a foolish young man known as Mark
Went for a walk in a haunted park,
A kindly old ghoul
Said, “you’re a fool!
But I’ll let you off this once Mark!”
There once was a lady of Settle
Who went and stood on a nettle.
She said such bad words
That it frightened the birds,
And shocked the good people of Settle!
There once was a ghastly ghoul
Who haunted a school swimming pool.
When the headmistress Jane
Gave him the cane
He yelled and left that pool!
They say there’s a wicked old rake
Who goes by the name of Lake.
But he’s also known as Kevin
And he’ll never get to heaven –
I think there must be some mistake!
When I went with that naughty Miss Harris
For a dirty weekend to that beautiful Paris,
Her and Miss Honey
Stole all my money.
Dear reader, please send some money to Paris!
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!