I’m dating a girl from Nigeria
Whose tastes are so very superior.
She has this thing
For an expensive ring.
So I’m off now to Siberia!
Tag Archives: Rhyme
Miss Kath’s Bath
When I found my friend Miss Kath
Taking a hot and very bubbly bath.
I took a look
For my prize duck.
But all I found was Miss Kath!
An Ordinary Day
After, they may
Chat of this and that.
He may say
Something about his ordinary day.
And she speak
Of her so humdrum week.
An hour on a Saturday
In which he does stray.
Then, it, being over
She dons her pullover.
But perhaps they may meet
One day next week.
Sunlight
The sunlight on my wall
Does bring thoughts of spring
Into my mind.
Yet I hear no birdcall.
The poet’s mind
Has both dark and light.
But does not the sunlight
Follow the night?
Cakes and Tea in Battersea
When a young lady of Battersea
Invited me for cakes and tea.
It was so very delicious
But, her boyfriend turning vicious.
Now I’m hiding up this tree!
Tempted by Hyacinth
Tempted by hyacinth
Who did bring
Thoughts of spring.
Should winter repent
Of sweet hyacinth
Who’s subtle scent
Does so tempt.
Tease. And please.
Perfume lingers on fingers.
Flowers beautify
A man’s bare room.
To buy
Oft does bring
The pleasure of spring
To winter old.
Whilst flowers grow cold.
Express
I met a young lady named Jane
Who went like a very fast train.
Whilst back at my flat
I took off my hat.
And she went, like a fast train!
Jane’s Cane
A young lady named Miss Jane
Is possessed of a mean cane.
Her friend Lou
Wields a shoe.
And me, I’m sweet on Jane!
The Beauty of Globes
The beauty of globes
So soft to touch.
Pleasure grows.
Worlds explode.
Its all too much ..
Barely a Bird I Heard
Barely a bird I heard.
The wind blew,
And a fallen tree
Spoke to me
In words most true
Of the progress of humanity.