The Labour Manifesto says this,
Whilst the Conservatives says that,
And the Downing Street cat
Thinks it such great bliss,
When it smells a rat.
Tag Archives: Rhyme
When An Angry Young Gentleman Named Dave
When an angry young gentleman named Dave
Called me a very wicked knave,
I said, “as for your sister,
Really, its impossible to resist her,
And your housemaid is far from staid!”.
Show Not Tell
A young woman, of 20 or so
And a man, old enough to be her father,
Booked into a cheap, backstreet hotel.
You know
Very well, that the writer should show,
But would you rather
I tell?
Coffer
She wants what he has to offer,
A coffer,
Although, she would not understand the word.
Poor bird
You feed
On meagre
seed
From one who is reluctant, eager,
And does not, really, see, thee.
There Once Was An Elderly Gentleman Named Bill
There once was an elderly gentleman named Bill
Who died leaving a very brief will,
In which he left all of his money
To a pretty young lady called Honey,
And cyanide, to his beloved wife Jill
Despair
We think, “poor him, or her”,
Whilst we hide inside,
Our own lair, of despair.
A Live Wire
A live wire,
Going nowhere,
Had a desire
To start a fire
Somewhere,
But, it was going nowhere.
When A Young Lady Named White
When a young lady named White
Said, “the vampires are out tonight”,
I said, “I have to confess
That I like your blood red dress,
And tell me, do vampires really bite?”.
The Undiscovered is Exciting
The undiscovered
Is exciting,
And oh so inviting.
But, once uncovered,
Oh so slow
You scarcely know
That that which was once, inviting
Is becoming, ever less
Exciting,
For her dress
Covers
That which has, long ago, been discovered.
Hairclip
A girl’s hairclip
Found in the home
Of the lone
Bachelor, may indicate a slip
From grace.
But who can trace
How many hairclips
And slips
There have been?
Maybe even he
Can not glean,
For mementos are rare
And what man counts the hair
On a girl’s head
When they come to his bed?