There was a young lady called Nell
Who claimed she knew me well.
But I was spending my leisure
At Her Majesty’s pleasure
As the prison governor will tell …
There Was A Young Lady Called Nell
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There Was A Young Lady Called Ming
There was a young lady called Ming
Who loved to dance and sing.
She sang for her friend Mack
Which caused the china to crack,
That tuneful young lady called Ming …
There Was A Man Called Coaker
There was a middle-aged man called Coaker
Who owned a fearsome old poker.
When I dated his daughter
He threatened to slaughter
Me with that fearsome old poker!
There was an elderly man called Coaker
Who owned a fearsome old poker.
When I expressed my desire
To wed his daughter Moriah
He whacked me with that poker!
There was a young man called Coaker
Who was a bit of a joker.
We argued one day
And just in play
He whacked me with his poker!
There Was A Young Man Called Mark
There was a young man called Mark
Who fashioned a girl out of bark.
She was 10 feet tall
And he being small,
Their future was somewhat stark.
There was a young man called Mark
Who fashioned a girl out of bark.
She was the love of his life
So he took her to wife
That fortunate young man called Mark.
There was a young man called Mark
Who fashioned a girl out of bark.
Her skin it was rough
And the dating scene being tough
He married that lady of bark.
Content
Walking home
The birds
Are content.
And me
For a while.
There Was A Young Lady From Berlin
There was a young lady from Berlin
Who was extremely tall and thin.
She got stuck in a drain
Which caused her great pain
As she was neither out nor in …
There was a young lady from Berlin
Who’s name was Louise or Lin.
I behaved like a fool
Which led to a duel
With her brother who lived in King’s Lynn …
There was a young lady from Berlin
Who never committed a sin.
Having no vice
She went to paradise,
That boring young lady from Berlin …
There Was A Young Lady Called Lou
There was a young lady called Lou
Who wore 2 kinds of shoe.
One was red,
Or so Lou said,
As she was colour blind too!
There was a young lady called Lou
Who wore one high-heel shoe.
I happen to know
That the other was low
As I lent Lou my shoe!
There was a young lady called Lou
Who dressed all in blue.
Her dress was short
But I ought
To stop there as Lou may sue!
Libidinous
Nature is libidinous they say.
Yet on my way
Through the woods today
No nymphs did I spy.
Though perchance
They performed a hidden dance
Amongst the budding tree
But not for me.
Whig And Tory
The Whig
Was big
On progress. while the Tory Squire
Sat by his fire
And said “let it be
For the ancient tree
Is mainly of good
Wood”.
And what of me
Who all around does see
The venerable tree
Brought low?
I would go
Where the great oaks still grow,
But most of those who should conserve
No longer preserve.
Civilisation
Had I the money, I would withdraw
From the world’s incessant roar
And wait in my gated home
For civilisation to be as Rome.
But no,
Perhaps we can avoid a collapse
And the roar
Will go
On as before.
K Morris - Poet 