K. Morris's Blog, page 135

There Once Was a Rather Naive Young Vicar

There once was a rather naïve young vicar
Who, being curious about red lights that flicker,
Got told to come in
By a girl called Lin,
Who showed him why red lights they flicker …

Spider

She did remark,
In the corner of his room
A spider spinning.

In his dark art, a thought,
A poet caught
Of average room
And spider spinning.

Heels and Seals

There was a young lady in heels
Who was fond of swimming with seals.
The men, full of beer
Would stand near and cheer,
As they loved to watch those seals!

There Once Was a Man Named O’Toole

There once was a man named O’Toole
Whose friends all thought him a fool.
One day at dawn
He spied a leprechaun,
Which made him fall off his stool!

When a Forward Young Lady Named Fay

When a forward young lady named Fay
Said, “sir, you are old and gray!”,
I composed a rhyme
About old Father Time
And Fay whose hair will turn gray!

Poltergeist

There once was a very clever poltergeist
Who carried out a daring bank heist.
My late friend Kate
Knew how to levitate,
And was known as the clever poltergeist …!

When a Ghost Travelling in a Carriage

When a ghost travelling in a carriage
Said, “do come with me to Harwich!”,
I said, “you stupid old ghoul!
You must think me a fool!
As your carriage is already in Harwich!”

Launch of Website

In addition to this blog (kmorrispoet.com), I have just launched a website which can be found here http://www.kevinmorrispoet.co.uk/.

The purpose of http://www.kevinmorrispoet.co.uk/ is to offer a brief overview of me and my work.

My main focus will continue to remain on this blog (kmorrispoet.com), whilst my website (http://www.kevinmorrispoet.co.uk/) is aimed at those who wish to gain a quick overview of my work.

http://www.kevinmorrispoet.co.uk/ is a work in progress and any comments you may ...

Slaughter

I once met a man named Slaughter
Who had a most beautiful young daughter.
She said to me, “good sir,
You can admire my blonde hair,
But my father’s name it is Slaughter!”

Ling’s Swing

When a young lady named Ling
Said, “do come round and swing!”,
I went round with Miss Lou
And a pretty vicar called Sue,
But we couldn’t find Ling’s swing …!