When a young lady whose name is Lou
Said, “I’ve starred in a movie most blue”,
The vicar’s daughter, Miss Hocking
Said, “that’s so very shocking!
And what is the pay for that Lou?”.
Lou the Movie Star
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By the Moon’s Light
When a gorgeous young lady named White
Said, “meet me by the moon’s light”,
I turned up with beer
And a girl called Ria.
And a vicar who winked all night!
Lou the Book Reviewer
There once was a girl named Lou
Who penned many a critical book review.
When a young man called Cook
Said, “do you read the book?”,
She laughed until her face turned blue!
And Now She Sells
She tells
That something happened to her
(When she was much younger).
And now she sells.
But, anyways
It doesn’t affect her,
Or so she says.
Statuesque
I found a girl under my desk
Who was real pretty and most statuesque.
She said, “my name is White
And this space is too tight.
Sir, you must buy a new desk!”.
When I Saw a Young Lady Dancing
When I saw a young lady dancing
And said, “are you looking for romancing?”.
And I spoke of sin.
She said, “I am lin.
And sir, your luck you are chancing!”
I Walk in the Wood
I walk in the wood
Wishing to keep away
From the fray.
The birds up above
Have something meaningful to say.
Whilst angry crowds,
(Elsewhere, in street and square)
Shout to loud
And call
For everything to fall.
It is easy to smash
And trash
That which you do not understand.
Macbeth’s idiot walks the land.
And, in his tale of sound and fury
There is no room for a more nuanced story.
Maybe I should
Stay in the wood
And write poetry.
But those who know
And love
Their country
Can not see
It brought low,
By those who do not know.
Darkness
I wrote the below poem late one evening, which is unusual for me as most of my writing takes place during the day. Perhaps the late hour of it’s composition goes some way to explaining the somewhat (to my mind at least) sinister nature of the poem.
The Nun
I met a pretty young nun
Who offered me lots of fun.
Over our hot breakfast toast
I said, “my kind host,
When did you become a nun?”.
Jean and the Libertine
When I said to a girl named Jean,
“My dear, I’m a complete and utter libertine!”.
She said, “oh my sweet honey
If you have lots of money,
You can be the man in forest green!”.
K Morris - Poet 