K. Morris's Blog, page 529

There Was A Young Man Named Sun

There was a young man named Sun
Who carried a large shotgun.
He saw a bird
Which, without a word
Shot him, just for fun!

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There Was A Young Lady Named Kaye

There was a young lady named Kaye
Who had absolutely nothing worthwhile to say.
But she said it with such style
And with a bewitching smile,
So she is on celebrity TV today!

(It goes without saying that the Kay in the above limerick is wholly ficticious and that any resemblance to a person now living is purely coincidental).

Shall I Forsake Kipling And Blake

Shall I forsake
Kipling and Blake
For a dull technocracy
Where man is no longer free?

Modernity calls.
Tradition falls
Away.
We are all the same today.

But I, like some stubborn goat
Shall build a moat
Against it all
And think on ancient hall
And a simpler time
When to rhyme
Or to speak out of turn was no crime.

One must not say such and such
For it is all too much
For youth
(And some aged too)
Who refuse to
Discuss what they believe to be true
For they hate
Debate
Which made England great...

The Man Of The World’s Visitors

Most say
“I shall give it up one day.
But I have bills to pay
And its an easy way
To earn cash.
I am not rash
(Like some of the others you may know).
So let us go
To your room
Where I shall for a while
Dispell your gloom
With my painted smile”.

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There Was A Young Lady Named Holly

There was a young lady named Holly
Who lived in an ancient folly.
One day at dawn
She danced in the corn
As the farmer whacked her with his brolly!

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The New Year

It is my belief
That a man
Can turn over a new leaf.
But it is easier (at any time
Of year)
To rhyme
Than it is to adhere
To resolutions made in wine and beer.

A happy new year to you all
And, if you should fall
Perchance my words you may recall.

—

Putting aside poetry, in all sincerity, I wish you all the very best for 2018.
Kevin

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There Was A Young Lady Named Jone

There was a young lady named Jone
Who wrote a book on her phone.
Her boyfriend named Matt
Kept a black cat
Which wrote a book of it’s own

There Was A Young Lady Named Lucille

There was a young lady named Lucille
Who swallowed a very large live eel.
When she passed away
Her friends did say
“She was never the real deal”.

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There Was A Young Lady Named Leigh

There was a young lady named Leigh
Who said “new year, new me”.
She went to the cash machine
Some money to glean
But her bank did not agree.

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Poet Kevin Morris To Appear On Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series, at 1:30 PST on Thursday 11 January 2018

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I am pleased to announce that I shall be appearing on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series, at 1:30 PST on Thursday 11 January. This equates to 9:30 PM UK time.

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During the show I shall be talking about (and reading) my poetry.

You can listen to a previous podcast of me reading from my collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind” by clicking here http://moyhill.com/clock/assets/km_interview2-world_poetry_cafe-2017.04.05.mp3.

To find out about the World Poetry Reading Series...