K. Morris's Blog, page 260

A Lady of Pleasure

I met a lady of pleasure

Whose name was Louise or Heather

I spent much time

In composing this rhyme,

Which delighted that lady of pleasure.

Dead Leaves

On an autumn day

I touched dead

Leaves on a tree.

I walked away.

But those dead,

Leaves did stay

With me.

Rose’s Interview

A young lady named Miss Rose

Is fond of wearing no clothes.

She went for an interview

Wearing no stocking or shoe.

And I’m still interviewing Miss Rose.

You Made Me Happy for a Time

You made me happy for a time.

There was no ring, or some such thing.

But that is no crime.

The world continues to turn

And I, long ago learned

That to keep

to rhyme

Is cheap

The Wind

My open windows.

The wind blows.

The sterile,

Becomes virile.

Autumn Must Come

Autumn must come

Soon. Who will recall

Leaves that fall?

So many men.

Yet there are

Far more fallen leaves,

Than there are men.

The Lady and her Skunk

A young lady scented with sweet perfume

Decided her favourite pet skunk to groom.

But he had other ideas

Which reduced her to tears,

When he produced his quite unique perfume!

Pete’s Feet

There once was a man named Pete

Who was possessed of extremely smelly feet.

His girl Kim

Was very slim,

And she never would touch Pete’s feet!

Frank and the Mermaid

There once was a man named Frank

Who saw a mermaid in a tank.

She was remarkably pretty

And really quite witty,

And she wouldn’t go out with Frank!

A Young Lady Called Miss Fay

A young lady called Miss Fay

Composes a poem once a day,

Full of erotic scenes,

By crystal clear streams.

And fay is my friend Ray!