Miranda from Hull was a grocer’s daughter
who loved to stroll in the evening down by the water
where she would stand and look at the boats on the quay
and the crewmen would invite her on board to take tea
but she would smile sweetly and say sorry she couldn’t
for her sister Jo had done so when she shouldn’t
because although they could not have been kinder
her fatherless daughter was a constant reminder
Filed under Comic verse, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
The glow worm is a quite
small bug that goes out at night
he has a luminous bum
to invite females to come
and check out the eerie green light.
Filed under Factual, nature inspired, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
Whether in a sunlit forest clearing
or hidden deep within the dank, moist shade
he will be found forever preening
a gaudy, strutting Indian brave,
proudly standing with his tail displayed,
a hundred eyes are always watching
throughout earth’s history was there ever
found in nature a sight quite matching
the splendour of each jewelled feather
unlidded eyes that will not ever
close thus allowing him sleep or rest
all the while displaying pavonine breast
the faithful guardian of the forest
Filed under nature inspired, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
I find when talking to country folk
their favourite tree is the mighty oak
so just last week whilst driving my truck
I stopped near this one to have a look
and you can imagine my surprise
I’m sure I saw a pair of eyes
so I jumped back in to tell my mate Stan
He said, don’t worry, tiz just the Green Man
he won’t hurt you if you leave him alone
but I think we’d best start heading for home.
We thought we’d look for Robin Hood
so we jumped through the fence and into the wood
but of those men in Lincoln Green
neither hide nor hair was seen
but the walk certainly did us good.
Filed under Inspired by fable, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
When we took a ride on the big wheel
I was hoping to cop a feel
but it didn’t take long for me to see
the earth below and its beauty
when I said this to my girlfriend
she said our relationship should end
for saying no to me was just a game
and things could never be the same
I must admit I was taken aback
and said give me the fare money back
she said you can go to hell
so I’m left frustrated and poor as well
Filed under Comic verse, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
It was time to spend more time at sea
with a tear she vowed to wait for me
but only after the second letter
she told me she’d found someone better
I suppose really I should have known
the love of my life had a heart of stone
Filed under Factual, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
Take a look at this lovely pony
it’s obvious he is feeling lonely
he knows if he squeezed through the fence
he’d be able to meet new friends
but for now he will just stand and sigh
as he sadly watches each passer-by
Filed under Comic verse, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
Home comes the sailor, home from the sea,
he stands on the foc’sle and what does he see
a crowd of happy faces standing on the quay
he thinks my wife’s among them waiting there for me
but he’s not too surprised for this is not to be
she’s run away with Jim who lived at number three.
Filed under Comic verse, Factual, Humorous, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
I’d like to tell you a little tale
about a girl called Rita Hayward,
with her independent outlook
her parents thought her wayward,
but like many women in those days
she liked to think herself liberated,
certainly her breasts turned out to be as
when while on a date she co-operated
with the removal of her underclothes
giving me a quite expectant thrill,
imagine how my pulses quickened
when she said, “It’s okay I’m on the pill
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