K. Morris's Blog, page 190
July 10, 2021
Lou’s Footwear
When a young lady named Miss Lou
Threatened to spank me with her shoe
I said, “I really don’t care
What you do with your footwear,
But you’re exciting the old vicar Lou!”
The Vicious Old Goat
I met a vicious looking old goat
Who was dressed in a frock coat.
He said, “I will be level.
I am the wicked old devil!”.
So I skinned and ate that goat!
Rent Money
When a young lady who comes from Kent
Said, “sir, I can not pay my rent.
Lets have a quick affair!”.
I said to her, “Clair,
That’s great, but I’m not paying your rent!”
July 9, 2021
Bell
A young lady whose name is Bell
Has a reputation in a certain hotel,
Where she and Miss White
Provide their company at night.
And something more I have heard tell …
July 8, 2021
Miss Nell’s Hotel
A pious old lady named Miss Nell
Said, “I know of a most seedy hotel
Where fallen girls galore
Break God’s sacred law!”
But she refused to name that hotel …
—
A naughty young lady known as Nell
Frequents a most infamous and rundown hotel.
A policeman called Paul
Said, “all men fall”,
As he sat drinking tea with Nell …
Lou Who Composed a Poem to Her Shoe
There was a young lady named Lou
Who composed a poem to her shoe.
She took great care
Of her favourite footwear,
As all well bred young ladies do!
Lockdown Poetry – a free to attend digital poetry reading
My thanks to Liquid Amber Press for host an online spoken word reading event.
I’ll be reading a couple of short pieces (as one of 21 readers).
If you care to attend, the link is here: https://liquidamberpress.com.au/events/
Sorry for late notice.
F~
July 7, 2021
Eternity
Shall I intrude
Into their quietude?
The wind sings
As I,
Alone
Pass by
Gravestone.
Time has stopped,
For those below.
I have the clock
And somewhere to go.
But the wind sings
Softly to me
In the churchyard tree.
July 6, 2021
Tied Up
A naughty young lady named Miss Lou
Tied me up at just gone 2.
At just after 4
I said,, “no more!”,
But Miss Moore she joined in too!”.
July 5, 2021
If We Had Met, Other Than We Did
If we had met,
Other than we did
Perchance the fast dance
Would end in friend.
But you had
Your need
To feed.
And I was glad
For I had
My loneliness and lust
To lose
For a while
In a girl’s smile.
But dust
I can not escape
In the loss
Of high-heel shoe
And girl’s short cape
