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A Young Man Who Sat Drinking Hock

A young man who sat drinking Hock

Attached a sock to his Grandfather’s clock.

His lover Miss Hocking

Removed a silk stocking,

And the vicar he said, “tick tock!”.

As I Strolled Down a Very Dark Alley

As I strolled down a very dark alley

I met with a young lady named Sally.

I said to sergeant White,

“There is no moon tonight

And I was just discussing astronomy with Sally …!”.

Stilletos Leave Marks

Stilettos leave marks

In gentlemen’s hearts.

Or perchance

They dance

With fleeting pleasure

In summer weather,

Which leaves no marks

In lust filled hearts.

Blackpool Sand

I once had a one night stand

With a young lady on Blackpool sand.

When the tide came in

I wept for my sin,

And abandoned that girl on the sand …!

Chasing Squirrels

In the wood

My dog chased

A squirrel.

No thought of good

Or bad

Had he,

For he was free

Of morality.

 

In my mind

I often find,

Squirreled away

A thought

I ought

Not to think

Of play

With prey.

 

 

Eternity

When I trace

Time’s impassive face

I see eternity,

Vast, and empty,

Waiting for me.

Doppelganger

There is a young lady named White

Who is known as the gentlemen’s delight.

She works in a club

With that gorgeous Miss Grub

And my doppelganger was there last night …!

There Once Was a Most Wicked Old Cat

There once was a most wicked old cat

Who ate many a fine gentleman’s top hat.

He lived in a house

With a very bad mouse,

And a rat who was known as Matt!

On this Cold December Evening

On this cold December Evening

My thoughts turn to leaving.

Though I can not fight

The inevitable night

I can write,

Which gives me some pleasure

In this passing weather.

And words may dance on

When poets are gone.

There is Still Snow (Revised Poem)

Below is a slight rewrite of my poem “There is Still Snow:

 

There is still snow

And ice

In the churchyard nearby.

But below

There are no sighs

As vice

And virtue lie

Under December skies.

 

You can find the original version here https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/12/17/there-is-still-snow/