A myriad sparrows singing
To me from a tree.
Their song
Bringing joy
To girl and boy.
I know not how long
My song
May be.
But sparrows in a tree,
Sang to me.
A myriad sparrows singing
To me from a tree.
Their song
Bringing joy
To girl and boy.
I know not how long
My song
May be.
But sparrows in a tree,
Sang to me.
When a young lady wearing only a towel
Said, “sir, why does your dog loudly howl!”.
An elderly gentleman named Mr Hogg
Said, “that is not my dog!
And you need to pay for that towel!”.
A very happy Christmas to you, all of my readers. Thank you for reading my poetry during 2020.
Have a wonderful Christmas.
Very best wishes. Kevin
This winter sunshine.
This ticking clock.
Now I am here.
Then I am not.
I met an attractive young lady named Lin
Who I took home and plied with gin.
She drank all my drink
And then, with a wink,
She left, leaving me alone with my sin!
When an attractive young lady named Bland
Said, “I demand a one night stand!”.
It just didn’t feel right
To stand there all night,
So I romanced that young lady Bland.
This wine
Is not divine.
Yet it is good.
The sun may shine
On me tomorrow.
And the clock on the wall
Has no will at all.
Nameless women survive in a rhyme
And time
Would laugh, if it could
At poets who obsess
Over their reputation,
And the unknowing tick tock,
Of the uncaring, ensnaring clock.
There once was a turkey called Paul
Who, not liking Christmas at all
Escaped one snowy Christmas eve
With a fox called Steve.
The rest I fail to recall.
When a beautiful young lady named Hubble
Said, “please, join me in my bubble”.
I jumped into her bath,
Which made Miss Hubble laugh.
And my wife she caused big trouble!
A young lady who calls herself Miss Honey
Has a bank account full of money.
She advertises on the internet
With a girl named Yvette.
Aint it funny they have all that money …