A most rakish old gentleman known as Paul.
Said, “a happy new year to you all.
Especially all you young women
Who do nothing but sinning!”.
He’s a most dissolute old gentleman is Paul!
A very happy new year to you all. May 2021 be a much better year than the previous one!
Very best wishes. Kevin
The dead may speak,
Through the poet’s art.
His readers may weep.
Yet, some things run so deep,
They can not be expressed in art.
When a young lady wearing pink slippers
Offered me some very old kippers,
And I said, “are they safe?”,
She enfolded me in her embrace.
And gave me slippers with those kippers!
I face my darkening window.
My curtain
Will shut out the night.
I know
Morning’s light
Must come.
But who can be certain
That he
Will see
The sun?
You can find
Any kind
Of takeaway.
Thai or Chinese.
Or whatever you please
Is online.
But, you must pay
A fee
For your takeaway.
As to dine
Does not come free
And, after
the wine
And laughter,
Your delivery will depart,
Leaving no broken heart.
I know a young lady named Bond
Of whom I’m extremely fond.
She has very petite feet.
But that girl knows how to eat!
And this song is far too long!
When a naughty young lady named Miss Michelle
Said, “I have a sinful tale to tell”.
The good vicar Paul
Said, “all mortals fall”.
And he winked at that young lady Michelle …
Her kiss (so desired),
My body fired
By lust.
And after
The kisses, and laughter,
Thoughts of dust.
Waking, much later than intended
I see
The pretended,
And rush to make tea.
For my fun
is ended
And we must run.
I to my desk
And she
Home, to her rest.
Delight for a night
Maybe mine,
Again, for a time.
To rhyme
Is free
And tea
Is cheap.
While her smile
Will beguile
For a while
K Morris - Poet 