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What a Caper!

When a young lady named Jane

Finished making love on a train,

An old man dropped his paper

And said, “Jane! What a caper!

Please can I see that again!”

Easy as Drink

Sometimes I think on girls who drink

In order to go through

With what they feel they have to

I see their bright smile

And hear their laughter.

 

And when men’s fun is done

I wonder, do some pause and think

How young women’s smiles

And laughter, flow easily as drink?

 

The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems (Review Copies

I am in the process of publishing a new poetry collection entitled “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems”.

 

I am looking for honest reviews of the book in advance of it’s publication. If you would like a free electronic copy in exchange for an honest review, do please let me know by emailing me at kmorris poet at gmail dot com (the address is given in this manner to prevent spam). Please put “The Churchyard Yew Review Copy” in the subject line of your email.

The Rain Stops and Starts

The rain stops and starts.

Lovers who never where lovers part.

No hearts are broken.

But had words been spoken

At an earlier time

Perchance this rhyme of mine

Would not end in friends parting

And rain stopping and starting.

See-Through

I met a young lady of Munich

Who said, “do you like my see-through tunic?”.

I said to her, “Rose!

You are wearing no clothes!”.

She said, “we dress like that in Munich!”.

In the Depths of the Churchyard Dark

In the depths of the churchyard dark

I met with a vampire named Mark.

When he went for my blood

With my great stake of wood

I ended that vampire in the dark!

When a Young Lady Said, with a Curse

When a young lady said, with a curse,

Do stop including me in your risqué  verse!”.

I said to her, “dear Lou,

Stop spanking me with your shoe!”,

Which caused that girl to curse even worse!

Lout

When a young man eating a sprout

Went and called me an uncouth lout,

I said to Lou,

“Pass me that shoe!

I’ll give that young man a clout!”

 

There Once Was a Lonely Young Guy

There once was a lonely young guy

Who said, “I’ll create a female AI!”.

She was extremely pretty

And so very witty,

And she married a girl called Sky!

The Writer

Once green leaves

Rot. And are forgot.

But great trees

They live on

When we are gone.

 

And some trees

Make leaves for books.

And some books

They live on

When we are gone.

But a tree

Has no vanity.