A young man dressed in scruffy old jeans
Wishing to marry a lady of great means,
Dated lots of young women
And indulged in some sinning,
But he’s still in those scruffy old jeans!
A Young Man Dressed In Scruffy Old Jeans
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When A Young Lady Named Lou
When a young lady named Lou
Said, “have you seen my shoe?”,
I replied, “tut tut,
A goat called Butt
Has eaten up your shoe Lou!”.
When A Young Man Named Dave
When a young man named Dave
Tripped over a freshly dug grave,
A corpse lying within
Said, with a grin,
“Its not your time yet Dave!”.
World Poetry International Canada Certificate of Honour Appreciation and Gratitude awarded to Poet Kevin Morris
I was humbled and honoured to receive this Certificate of Honour Appreciation and Gratitude from World Poetry International Canada.
My thanks to Ariadne Sawyer and the other directors for the honour they have done me.
When An Ambitious Young Journalist Named Nell
When an ambitious young journalist named Nell
Said, “I have a story to tell,
But it isn’t true.
Does that bother you?”,
Her editor said, “will it sell, Nell?”.
A Young Lady Who Works In The City
A young lady who works in the city
Said, “you are neither witty nor pretty”,
But, when she found I had money
She called me sweet and her honey,
And moved in with me in the city!
In Youth
In youth
I played
And little thought on the truth
That ’twas a passing stage.
Now, in middle-age
Compliments are still paid
To me by young women,
Though my hair is thinning,
And I spend most of my time
In rhyme.
When A Morbid Young Man Named Matt
When a morbid young man named Matt
Wrote a sad poem about his cat,
The feline gave a great yawn
And said, “this is too forlorn”,
And ran in pursuit of a bat!
When A Disreputable Young Man Named Warner
When a disreputable young man named Warner
Entered a darkened Sauna,
The receptionist called Paul
Said, “all men fall,
And today the girl working is Lorna!”.
I Met A Young Lady Named Ling
I met a young lady named Ling
Who says she likes to swing.
But when we attended a swingers party
With the great and the literati,
I saw not 1 single swing!
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