There was a young lady called Lou
Who fell into a vat of glue.
A handsome young doctor named Shane
Said “I share all your pain
For I am in love with you!”.
There was a young lady named Lou
Leave a reply
Tag Archives: poets
Autumn Bird
I heard
An Autumn bird
Sing to me
From a tree,
As I took
A short-cut
Through the grounds
Of the doctor’s surgery.
There was a young man named Meek
There was a young man named Meek
Who’s view of the world was bleak.
When I bought him a beer
He said “the world is so drear,
I shall drink for the rest of the week!”
There was a young authoress named Leigh
There was a young authoress named Leigh
Who said “my writing shall survive me”.
She died one midnight drear
(Twas the middle of the year),
And was buried by critics three!
Heels and Fingers
The heels are gone
Yet her scent lingers on.
Delicate fingers
Strummed a tune
That was over all too soon.
There were 2 heads
Laid upon my bed,
Now there is but one
Yet her scent lingers on.
Perfume fades over time
Until all scent is gone
But recollection of heels and fingers
Lingers
On in rhyme.
Venus
I found Venus in my bed.
Well that was her name she said
And I
Can not believe that a goddess would lie …
No More
Once I desired the fecund fruit.
Passion’s flute
Sounded loud and clear.
Now I hear
The great tide withdraw.
Venus shall tread no more
On this barren shore.
Set a fly to catch a spider
Diving deep I hold my breath.
Who knows what will creep
Out from this rock
(I am beyond shock),
For this is the World Wide Web where spiders wait
And find too late
That the juicy fly
They hoped to entangle is … I
The Shame Game
Shall we play
The game
Of shame
Where you pass
Moral judgement on me
But fail to see,
In the glass
The slightest trace
Of disgrace
In your own sweet face?
Shall I say
By way
Of defence
That you did such and such?
Tis all too much
And a pretence
Of defence
As 2 wrongs do not make a right.
So we fight
And the bed is cold at night.
There was a young man from Pakistan
There was a young man from Pakistan
Who married a girl called Anne.
She was extremely pretty
And worked in the city
For a man by the name of Dan
K Morris - Poet 