Whilst walking through a place known as Soho
I met a girl who you may know.
She wore but one spectacle
And is not that respectable.
And I often like to visit old Soho …
Soho
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Tag Archives: Rhyme
Its Quiet
Its quiet
In the early morning,
‘Ere the riot
Of traffic noise, destroys
The peace.
Our joys
Are brief.
Life’s toys
Distract from grief.
Yet, underneath
All these toys, and empty noise,
We know, all this, must cease.
Thin Ice
When a young lady skating on thin ice
Said, “sir, I am really not into vice!”.
I tried to believe her,
But she was a deceiver.
As her skates broke through that thin ice!
The Marketplace
A man in need of company.
A girl who is free,
For a fee.
So many things can be bought.
I know one can buy
The finest art.
But the heart
Of an escort
Is never bought.
Miss White’s Tambourine
A musical young lady named White
Likes to visit me at midnight.
I’ve often seen
Her fine tambourine,
As we play together at midnight.
When A Young Lady With A Bushy Beard
When a young lady with a bushy beard
Said, “sir, your conduct is really quite weird!”.
I said, “my dear Lou
That may well be true.
But why is that shoe in your beard?”.
Miss May and the Roue
When an innocent young lady named Miss May
Met with a most wicked old roue,
Her mother said to her, “beware,
Lest you end up like Claire!”.
And the roue said, “we meet again May!”.
Miss Brown
Last night, whilst out on the town
I met a young lady named Brown.
Awaking in the early morning,
With much stretching and yawning,
I found neither my wallet or Brown!
A Girl’s Innocence
A girl’s innocence is divine.
Her purity attracts. Distracts.
And oft, after wine,
To sin, is truly divine.
Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose
A wooded path:
Beauty in bleakness;
Fallen leaves stirred by a chill winter’s breeze.
Cold cuts like a knife.
Exhilarating to be alive.
(“Beauty in Bleakness” can be found in “Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose”, https://www.amazon.com/Dalliance-collection-poetry-prose-Morris-ebook/dp/B00QQVJC7E/
K Morris - Poet 