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December 17, 2021

I Am Birdsong

I have heard
A solitary bird
Sing to me
From a tree
In the park
As the dark
Came softly down.

I have found
In his song
Melancholy and beauty
For that is part
Of mine own heart.
I am sweet birdsong,
Love, lust and dust.

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Published on December 17, 2021 08:32

December 16, 2021

Filthy Miss Pearl

I know a young lady named Pearl
Who is a wicked and filthy girl!
When she enters my study
Her feet are so muddy
That I berate that filthy Miss Pearl!

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Published on December 16, 2021 06:48

December 14, 2021

Philosophical Gwen

When a philosophical young lady named Gwen
Climbed to the top of Big Ben,
And a policeman called Lyme
Said, “tell me the time”.
“Time has no real existence”, said Gwen!

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Published on December 14, 2021 22:59

Miss Leigh’s Celibacy

A young lady whose name is Leigh
Has grown so tired of her celibacy
That she attends vicar’s parties
Whilst dressed as pink smarties,
Where she enjoys lots of hot tea!

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Published on December 14, 2021 22:34

While at College

While at college
The mower would pass
Across the grass.
Back then my knowledge
Failed to say
That sweet springing grass
Must turn to hay.

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Published on December 14, 2021 02:48

December 13, 2021

Safe in My Flat

Safe in my flat
In the early morning
I hear the birds
And ponder on cats.
There is no divine
Merely the purring feline,
Part of great nature.
The imponderable creator
Of little man.

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Published on December 13, 2021 23:47

December 12, 2021

Miss Hocking’s Stocking

A young lady whose name is Hocking
Is known for wearing only 1 stocking.
Her friend bishop Ron
Wears the other one,
As he’s very broad minded like Hocking!

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Published on December 12, 2021 22:40

Gwen Who Likes S and M

I know a young lady named Gwen
Who is fond of S and M.
We met at a dinner party
With the great and the literati,
Who all deny knowing me and Gwen!

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Published on December 12, 2021 22:25

A Girl’s Long Nails

Your long nails brushed
Against my startled fingers.
A thing not meant,
Yet the memory lingers.

Some other will explore
To their full extent
The pleasure of nails,
Not for me meant.

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Published on December 12, 2021 06:37

WordPress Unfollowing: A New Glitch

I also have had instances of WordPress unfollowing my blog without the bloggers in question having taken the decision to no longer subscribe to this site. I know this as some of the bloggers in question have commented that this has happened, meaning that they have been forced to refollow kmorrispoet.com.
I usually post on a daily basis. Therefore, if you don’t receive a post from this blog for 7-10 days, do please feel free to check that you remain subscribed to this site. I value all of my read...

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Published on December 12, 2021 00:06