In the hospital, shadows come and go
On wards and corridors.
Some return again to sunshine and rain.
While others forever forgo
The delight of sunlight, wind and rain.
And fade on wards.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Hospital Shadows
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When a Brave Young Nurse Named Maude
When a brave young nurse named Maude
Found Death lurking on a hospital ward,
Her and Miss Ling
Grabbed some strong string
And tied him up on that ward!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Naughty Lorna
A naughty young lady named Lorna
Works in a sordid old sauna.
She provides more than massage
At a most reasonable charge,
And the vicar he’s dating Lorna …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
The Strange Pet
There was a young lady of Tibet
Who was known for her strange pet.
She crossed a pyjama
With a Tibetan Llama.
She did it just for a bet!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
In the Hospital Garden, in Early Spring
In early spring,
In the hospital garden
No birds sing.
Or perhaps its me
With my thoughts of mortality
Who fails to hear
When they sing to men.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Art in the Park
When a girl who is fond of art
Took her clothes off in the local park,
Her friend Kate
Painted her portrait,
And the bishop he lounged in that park …
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Time Passing
My old blue armchair
Is still there
By the wooden bookcase.
In that space
I sat and read
As the antique clock ticked
My day away.
,
Here, no clock ticks
And my need
Is for these antibiotic drips.
But how I miss
My old bookcase
And the ageing armchair where
I read the day away.
.
When I return again
To my own private place
The tick tock
Of my old clock
From high on the bookcase
Will teach me humility.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Lady in Red
When a naughty young lady in red
Was found hiding under my hospital bed,
A nurse known as Lou
Said, “I’ll spank you two!”,
Now our bums are sore and red!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Lou Who Has a Fondness for Eating Glue
I’m dating a young lady named Lou
Who has a fondness for eating glue.
When I aske her why
She says, with a sigh,
“its just what I have to do!”
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Hospital Sunshine
The delight of sunlight on hospital corridors
Speaks of the great outdoors.
I walk in sunshine for a time.
Then, returning indoors, I rhyme
Of pretty nurses
Who make us patients laugh
As they pass
By our hospital beds.
I wonder, will these verses
Still be read
When I and pretty nurses
Find our final bed.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
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