K. Morris's Blog, page 195

Green and White

I know a young man named Green
Who is active on a certain scene.
I’ve heard that at night
Green turns into Miss White.
But that, I have not yet seen!

What Constitutes a Tired Old Simile or Metaphor in Poetry

In a Youtube video, Zoe B discusses what makes a poem good. She argues that poetry does not need to be complex (indeed she states that it is being taught incorrectly in many schools). Somewhat controversially she labels Eliot as an “ass” for his poem “The Wasteland” which, she argues was deliberately made difficult in order that only academics could comprehend it’s meaning. Zoe does, however quote with approval the final stanza of Eliot’s “The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock” later on in her disc...

I Met A Young Lady Named Brown

I met a young lady named Brown
Who was wearing a most flimsy nightgown.
She said, with a wink
“My name it is Spink”.
I said, “your name it is Brown!”.

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I met a young lady named Brown
Who was wearing a most flimsy nightgown.
I fail to recall
Her old husband Paul.
But I still see that flimsy nightgown …

Hot Nights

Hot nights
And wet wipes.
Wastepaper bins
And unmentionable sins.

Girls, down on their luck
Have no time to look
For any such thing
As a diamond ring.

A Brazen Young Lady Named Lin

A brazen young lady named Lin
Spoke of the joy of sin,
Whilst pretty miss Hocking
Took off Lin’s stocking.
And me, I condemned their sin!

There Once Was A Dog Named Cerberus

There once was a dog named Cerberus
Who made all of the people nerverus.
When he bit Miss White
By the moon’s bright light,
Her screams made poor Cerberus real nerverus!

There Once Was A Tiresome Old Aunt

There once was a tiresome old aunt
Who loved to indulge in a rant.
Her only niece Coral
Was sweet but immoral.
And poison ended that tiresome old aunt …

Heels and Jellied Eels

When a young lady wearing heels
Offered me some tasty jellied eels.
I said, “you’re so bold.
But are you not cold,
Without any clothes with those heels!”.

When A Young Lady On A High Bough

When a young lady on a high bough
Said, “please, someone rescue me from that cow!”,
A rake called Paul
Said, “you will fall.
But not if you stay on that bough …!”.

A Man in Love With A Rose

A man in love with a rose
Composed a poem about his girlfriend’s nose.
Being written on a tissue
It caused quite an issue,
When she used it on her nose!