K. Morris's Blog, page 200
May 28, 2021
There Once Was An Old Man of Peru
There once was an old man of Peru
Who fell into a pot of hot stew.
When they said, “are you cooked?”.
He said “I have long looked
To be cooked in a pot of stew!”.
Henrietta’s Erotic Letter
When a naughty young lady named Henrietta
Sent the bishop an extremely erotic letter
His wife called her loose,
And his daughter turned puce.
And the bishop he treasured that letter …
May 27, 2021
Some People Just Don’t Appreciate Free Verse
When a young man driving a hearse
Composed a poem all in free verse
A corpse in the back
Gave him such a whack,
That he went and crashed that Hearse!
Blackbird
I see the sun shine
Think on the divine
And the tick tock
Of the ever-present clock.
I hear the blackbird
Who has heard
Not of clock,
And my fleeting word.
May 25, 2021
Moriah’s Passion
A gorgeous young lady named Miss Morriah
Has a passion for the old squire.
She wears stiletto heels
And swims with seals.
And some say the squire’s a liar!
Snow
All alone we go
Waiting for the snow
To softly fall
And cover all.
The wise understand
All must go
Into that quiet land
And greet the snow.
May 24, 2021
One Must Separate the Creator From His Creation
My friend, Brian drew this recent article in the Telegraph to my attention https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2021/05/22/hot-handel-royal-academy-music-could-dump-artefacts-composer/.
In “Too Hot to Handel”, the Telegraph reports that the Royal Academy of Music is considering disposing of artifacts associated with the composer, due to Handel having invested in the slave trade. It also mentions that Mozart is being reviewed due to his father Leopold having been hosted by those involved in the slav...
A Daring Young Lady from South Ealing
A daring young lady from South Ealing
Likes to hang from my bedroom ceiling.
I say to her, “Claire,
We must stop this affair,
Before you bring down my bedroom ceiling!”.
There Once Was a Fine Fireman Named Jim
There once was a fine fireman named Jim
Who was not what one would call slim.
He used his hose
On the vicar’s nose,
As he preached of the dangers of sin!
May 23, 2021
Windblown Flowers
Windblown flowers.
Lost hours.
I know,
How a flower’s stem,
Is so,
Easily broken, by men.