A beautiful young lady named Crystal
Threatened me with her pistol.
When I said, “what have I done”!
She replied, “I’m up for fun.
You will elope with me to Bristol”!
A Beautiful Young Lady Named Crystal
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The Bald Fact Of A Mechanical Act
The bald fact
Of a mechanical act.
Its impact
Will reverberate
Down the years
In tears
And hate.
And in contempt for herself
And his comparative wealth
That led to the bald fact
And its impact
On she who knew
What she was required to do
And went
Where she was sent
For a handful of dust
To satisfy his lust.
The Client
“Clean up the mess
And fill the bin
With sin.
Put on your dress
And move on
To the next one
Dear Bess
(Or whatever your name is).
‘Tis time for me to forget
Regret in doze
Though repose
Has long eluded me.
And you also
Maybe? But I know
Nought of thee”.
A Young Lady Whose Name Is Peeches
A young lady whose name is Peeches
Likes to frequent crowded beaches.
As she sunbathes in the nude
The vicar, who is no prude,
To that young lady preaches!
—
A young lady whose name is Peeches
Likes to frequent crowded beaches
Where she sunbathes nude,
Which some find crude
As for me, I love those beaches!
I Know A Young Man Named Hogg
I know a young man named Hogg
Who is an admirer of Jacob Rees-Mogg.
He recites all of his speeches
To an English bulldog called Peechs,
And she howls at the speeches of Mogg!
Waking Up Next To A Girl
Waking up next to a girl, with perfect hair
And skin,
I know that I am
A lucky man
But I swear
That I know not where
We met, nor how she got in!
She Works In A Bar
She works in a bar
Or so she pretends
To family and friends.
She says she’s saving for a car.
In the meantime she takes public transport.
Her fare
Is paid when she gets there.
Ought those near
And dear
To her to guess?
Why so for the short dress
And stilettos
Are stowed, discreet
Until they meet.
No ghettos
Has she known.
‘Twas a loan
She struggled to repay
That led her to say
“I have a job in a bar
Where I will often need to work late”.
When the loan is cleared, she will save for that car
But, in the meantime she goes far
On public transport, to meet her latest date.
When A Young Lady Named Honey
When a young lady named Honey
Dated me for my money
There grew a rumour
That she had a sense of humour
As I hadn’t any money!
Lee
There was a young man named Lee
Who said, “I want to speak about me”!
As he spoke at great length
I thought, Ggod give me strength”,
But God did not agree!
—
There was a young man named Lee
Who said, “I want to speak about me”!
As he spoke at great length
I gathered all my strength
And jumped into the raging sea!
—
When a young man by the name of Lee
Said, “I want to speak about me”!
I beat upon my chest
And said, “Sir, you jest”!
But he did not agree!
There Was A Young Man Of Turkey
There was a young man of Turkey
Who’s finances where very murky!
He spent all his money
On a girl called Honey,
Who’s profession was extremely murky!
K Morris - Poet 