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When A Young Lady Named Miss Lou

When a young lady named Miss Lou
Said, “sir, I really do like you!”.
I said, “that’s real nice.
But you’ve told me twice!
And with Sue it’s more than 2!”.

Toryism

When a young man whose name is Rory
Said, “sir, I’ve heard your politics are Tory”.
I said, “your friend Monk
Is drunk as a skunk.
And you should never discuss politics, young Rory!”.

When a young man whose name is Rory
Said, “sir, I’ve heard your politics are Tory”.
I said, “that Miss Witty
Is more than just pretty.
But I don’t know if she’s a Tory!”.

Pleasure and Pain

A young lady whose name is Jane
Is an expert in pleasure and pain.
She is tall and thin
And fond of her gin.
And they say Jane owns a cane!

When A Naive Young Lady Named Eve

When a naive young lady named Eve
Said, “Steve, I order you to leave!”.
I said, have you no shame,
That is certainly not my name!
And this place is mine, Miss Eve!”.

Flow and Pearl

A young lady called Miss Flow
(whose mother I happen to know),
Is a very good girl
(unlike that Miss Pearl).
As all the young gentlemen know!

Possible Author Newsletter

A couple of days back, a colleague dropped me an email saying that she was moving on to pastures new, and asking that I keep in touch with news about my poetry.

My colleague’s email got me thinking (not for the first time), that I should, perhaps start an occasional newsletter concerning my poetry, books I have enjoyed reading Etc.

There are a fair few friends and acquaintences who enjoy my poetry but who do not visit my blog on a regular basis. Of course I can email friends on an informal basis. However this can be time consuming and its easy to forget to send an email to John or Jill unless you have a definitive list of interested parties to hand.

Of course a newsletter would need to comply with data protection legislation (The General Data Protection Regulations, GDPR).

I would be interested in the views of my readers as regards author newsletters. Do you write or read them? Also, if you would be interested in a newsletter please let me know.

At present this is just the germ of an idea which may not come to fruition. But it is, I believe worth exploring.

Kevin

“You’re a joker”, she said

“You’re a joker”, she said,
Doubling over in laughter.
“If you didn’t laugh
You would cry”
Said I.

And after
I felt proud
That I can still engage
With a girl, half my age
And make her laugh Outloud.

I hear Eliot’s footman snicker.
The stage
Lights flicker
‘Ere the curtain does fall
Covering all.