Some take a punt
On a horse.
Others follow a different course.
But they also play
In their hunt
For the perfect young Philly.
All punters are silly
And all pay
For horses lose races
And a Philly’s bought laces
Soon fade away.
Punting.
The thrill
Of hunting
Will
Cause a man to lose
His money and common sense.
Pounds and pence
Are thrown away
On girls who choose
To join the boat
Bound for rocky shore.
Some men love the horserace.
‘Tis the thrill of winning
After which they chase.
Others prefer another kind of punting,
A hunting
After fallen women.
‘Tis a type of bet,
Which some call sinning,
Which may end in regret
Or pleasure, but never winning
K Morris - Poet 