I saw a young lady in red
Standing in my room on her head.
I said to her, “Bess,
I do like your dress,
But why is it covering your head!”
I Saw a Young Lady in Red
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There Once Was a Horsewoman Named Steed
There once was a horsewoman named Steed
Who, on developing a very great need,
Said to a gentleman named Stride,
“Do you fancy a quick ride?”,
Which fulfilled that great need of Steed!
Waning
In youth we burn the candle
At both ends and pretend
That waning candlelight can somehow fight
The oncoming night. Then in age
Our wracking cough
Says all lights
Will go off
The Price of Vice
When a young lady named Price
Said, “do you 2 like vice?”
Me and Miss Leigh
Said, “we like 3!
But we can’t afford your price!”
Miss Price Who Skated on Thin Ice
There once was a lady named Price
Who liked to skate on thin ice.
A person named Dan
Being a wicked man,
Skated with Miss Price on that ice …!
A Young Lady Who is Never Nervous
A young lady who is never nervous
Is famous for giving a great service.
After a very quick drink
She said, with a wink,
“I’ll give that old banger a service!”
Reading Poetry in Bed
Reading poetry in bed
My youthful ideals fed.
A half-desire
For Kipling’s empire.
But sometimes I read
His Recessional in bed.
Louise and Bess
My friend whose name is Louise
Is known as a terrible tease.
Her best mate Bess
Will usually say yes,
But Louise is a terrible tease …!
I Once Had a Lover Named Moon
I once had a lover named Moon
Who, on swallowing a very large balloon,
Said, “I have such a thirst!
That I fear I shall burst!”
It was over too soon with Moon
An Ordinary Saturday
On my way
To eat breakfast
In a café
On an ordinary
Saturday, I heard birds.
While in Ukraine’s Kiev
Birdsong was drowned
Out by bombs.
(I stand with Ukraine)
K Morris - Poet 