I know a young lady named Flo
Who’s morals are more than just low.
But I must in honesty confess
She’s not as bad as Bess.
Who I also just happen to know …
Miss Flo
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Nell and the Old Church Bell
There once was a girl named Nell
Who swung from an old church bell.
The bell sounded loud,
Which wowed the crowd.
And the bishop he fell for Nell.
Miss Ann
When a young lady named Miss Ann
Said, “you are a very wicked man!”.
And I said, “should I desist?”.
She said, “no, please do persist!”.
She’s a naughty young lady is Ann!
Mandy and Her Brandy
I met a young lady named Mandy
Who was drunk on fine old brandy.
When she said, “I like Ealing,
And this evening I am feeling …”.
I said, Mandy! Stop drinking that brandy!
I Know A Girl Called Miss Shakespeare
I know a girl called Miss Shakespeare
Who has pulled me many a beer.
The old barman, named Macbeth,
Bores us all to death.
And King Duncan is off his beer.
Caught, Between Cassandra and Pangloss
Caught, between Cassandra and Pangloss,
We know not what
To think. So drink
To the great Pangloss.
But, in our empty glass,
We find the Trojan lass.
Whilst Visiting the Great Count Dracula
Whilst visiting the great Count Dracula
I said, “your view is truly spectacular.
But your breath is quite foul,
And those wolves they do howl!
I regret I must leave Castle Dracula!”.
Flaws
Should I repent
Of her sweet scent?
She is free
Yet, her scent
Is costly to me.
Am I responsible for society,
With all of it’s flaws?
Heels click on floors.
And I ponder on the responsibility
Of her, and me, and society.
There Once Was A Poet From Gwent
There once was a poet from Gwent
Who, having all his meagre earnings spent
In his local sauna,
On pretty Miss Lorna.
Composed a poem about paying the rent!
The Fryer’s Hair Dryer
When I met an extremely wizened old fryer
Drying my wet lawn with his hair dryer,
And I said, “why dry this grass?”.
He said, “sir, all things must pass”.
And I wept over that fryer’s hair dryer!
K Morris - Poet 