There once was a talented old beagle
Who wrote for the great Der Spiegel.
Just last May
He passed away,
And was replaced by a golden eagle!
There Once Was a Talented Old Beagle
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Unlocking Prufrock
Shall I unlock
Eliot’s Prufrock
Where poetic mist
Shrouds meaning?
A dinner party.
Perhaps something arty
Yet some insist
On another meaning …
Envelope
She’s late for their date.
Its always the same way.
After their play
She takes away
An invisible rope
In a plain, white envelope
A Young Man of Liverpool and His Mule
There once was a young man of Liverpool
Who rode round the town on a mule.
As he rested in Tesco
A young lady named Flo
Said, “how much for you and that mule!”
There Was a Young Lady of Rangoon
There was a young lady of Rangoon
Who decided to fly to the moon.
Whilst pausing at Southend
She found a boyfriend.
And flew with him back to Rangoon
A Poet Who Sat Drinking His Wine
A poet who sat drinking his wine
Said, “young ladies they are truly divine.
But too few women
Are tempted by sinning”.
And he wept whilst drinking his wine.
Bounded Intimacy
He knows her first name.
As they play.
The game of bounded intimacy
She does withhold
What some call her soul.
For in this bounded game
Of golden intimacy
A girl’s family name
Is not for He.
Miss Bland
My friend, whose name is Miss Bland
Is fond of the one night stand.
The good bishop Ray
Spoke of sin yesterday.
And he’s taken Miss Bland in hand …
A Young Lady of An Ancient Profession
A young lady of an ancient profession
Has made many a most interesting confession.
She was born into farming
And is really quite charming.
And farming is a very ancient profession …
When a Young Lady from Ealing
When a young lady from Ealing
Tripped and came through my ceiling,
We began an affair
Right then and there …
As dust settled from my ceiling!
K Morris - Poet 