When I went out on a date
With a gorgeous young lady named Kate,
That naughty Miss Rose
Took off her clothes.
And the police they stormed the gate!
My Date with Kate
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Tag Archives: Rhyme
There Once Was a Talented Old Beagle
There once was a talented old beagle
Who wrote for the great Der Spiegel.
Just last May
He passed away,
And was replaced by a golden eagle!
Unlocking Prufrock
Shall I unlock
Eliot’s Prufrock
Where poetic mist
Shrouds meaning?
A dinner party.
Perhaps something arty
Yet some insist
On another meaning …
Envelope
She’s late for their date.
Its always the same way.
After their play
She takes away
An invisible rope
In a plain, white envelope
A Young Man of Liverpool and His Mule
There once was a young man of Liverpool
Who rode round the town on a mule.
As he rested in Tesco
A young lady named Flo
Said, “how much for you and that mule!”
There Was a Young Lady of Rangoon
There was a young lady of Rangoon
Who decided to fly to the moon.
Whilst pausing at Southend
She found a boyfriend.
And flew with him back to Rangoon
K Morris Poet reading his poem ‘A Poet Who Sat Drinking His Wine’
Kevin Morris reading his poems ‘Barely a Bird I Heard’ and ‘I Would Rather Be a Tree’ on Youtube
A reading of my poems on Youtube.
A Poet Who Sat Drinking His Wine
A poet who sat drinking his wine
Said, “young ladies they are truly divine.
But too few women
Are tempted by sinning”.
And he wept whilst drinking his wine.
Bounded Intimacy
He knows her first name.
As they play.
The game of bounded intimacy
She does withhold
What some call her soul.
For in this bounded game
Of golden intimacy
A girl’s family name
Is not for He.
K Morris - Poet 