K. Morris's Blog, page 94

Late Night Doorbell

Doorbell late at night.

In she slips.

A man’s brief delight

As curtains twitch …

There Once Was a Man Named Prufrock

There once was a man named Prufrock

Who became known for losing a sock.

He dreamed of a mermaid,

(Who was far from staid).

So I guess she kept his sock!

Party Time

A young lady who is really arty

Is a member of the Labour Party.

Her Conservative old lover

Has a Communist brother

Who likes to dress as a smarty!

The Poetic Old Goat

I know a most poetic old goat

Who composes poetry whilst in a moat.

A young lady named Gwen

Is due here at 10.

She calls me her poetic old goat …!

Blackmailing Lee

When a young man whose name was Lee

Tried to blackmail me whilst out at sea,

He got eaten by a lion,

By the name of big Brian –

Which was strange as we where at sea …!

 

Pearl Who is Known as a Very Good Girl

A young lady whose name is Pearl

Is known as a very good girl.

Her dear friend Miss White

Walks the streets at night.

I hear she’s a very bad girl …!

The Clock on the Wall

The clock on the wall

Watches us all

As we eat and sleep.

Sometimes the clock’s

Steady tick tock

Is heard over words.

Or, when alone

Sometimes I see

Time’s great scythe

Moving closer to me.

 

When, and Where

I heard birds

And the clock,

And wondered,

When, and where

My heart

Will stop.

On a Quiet Sunday

On a quiet Sunday

In Spring

I heard the clock’s

Tick tock.

It said, “this day

Of spring

Is full of sunshine.

Girls without socks

Play. But sunshine

Does not stay.

And all rhyme

Has it’s time”.

When I Met with the Easter Bunny

When I met with the Easter Bunny

She called me “sweet” and her “honey”.

She came back to mine,

And after kisses and wine,

That bunny she left with my money …!