If poems rhyme with strict metre, they make me laugh, either with delight or scorn - depends what has been sacrificed in terms of meaning in the process. So a lot of my poems are limericks, one of the oldest rhymed poetic forms in print. And I like them to be a little bit rude, to brighten up the long days. Please don't email to ask me to read your poems - I won't do that to you and I shall delet without opening any begging letters looking for ratings! In fact I shall wilfully avoid the sites of anyone who does message me like that. But feel free to comment or write poems back and I'll do the same for you! ratings don't interest me - the fun is in the writing!
My lover whips off his trousers,
my eyes open wider,
hot steam rises....
I lick my lips,
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A handsome young man from the Curragh
Made it known he was terribly thorough.
If his lover was faking
When they were love making
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There was a young man from Kildare
Wo was known for his beautiful hair.
His girl-friends would smile
At its elegant style
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An Actress whose name was Amelia
Got glowing reviews as Ophelia.
When Hamlet came on
Her comment was, 'Hun,
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