My friend, whose name is Louise
Is always ready and willing to please.
When I found her in bed
We both turned bright red.
And the vicar spoke of his bees!
When My Friend, Whose Name is Louise
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They Found, in Old Pompeii
They found, in old Pompeii
The ruins of brothels.
What will they say
When they find the remains
Of our passing day?
When A Young Man Named Paul
When a young man named Paul
Said, “all men and women fall”,
That wicked Miss Spink
Gave me a wink.
And Paul fell off the wall!
Anthologised
When anthologised
The poet’s work survives.
He dies.
But every pure thought
(And kink)
Is, forever caught
In ink.
Therefore, I think
That the poet, most wise
Ought to shrink
From being anthologised …
There Was A Young Lady Of Dover
There was a young lady of Dover
Who was fond of rolling in clover.
A cow called Lou
Gave her a chew,
So she left off rolling in clover!
The Man of Pleasure Knows
The man of pleasure knows
That behind the bright light
And girls of the night,
The rose
Turns to dust.
And all his lust
Will be
As she.
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When Lou Lost Her Shoe
When a young lady named Lou
Lost a brand new high-heel shoe,
The good bishop Paul
Spoke of the fall.
And returned that shoe to Lou!
Hypocrisy
You see them,
Ghosts, standing under lamp posts,
Waiting for men.
And judge them (or not),
As the case may be).
Yet you hear not
The knock
On anonymous door
Of She
You call “whore”.
And, when she
In her heels steals away
Few have anything to say.
And her clientele,
They rarely tell.
Lockdown Humour
When a young lady named Ria
Said, “I shall in love and beer
Spend this second lockdown”,
She made me frown.
As its me who buys the beer!
K Morris - Poet 