Shorts 1 -4
(1) The Catch
Her little face fell:
Gentle hands caught it
And restored it
To its proper place
With a kiss upon
Each chubby cheek
(2) An Observation On Good Manners
It is not considered acceptable
To break wind
In polite society
Therefore
I don't mix
With polite society
And fart to my heart's content
In my own company
(3) The World’s Last Great Poem
Undoubtedly, this has got to be
The greatest poem ever writ:
It’s clear, concise and to the point
And there ain’t that much of it!
(4) Spider
I sat and watched a spider
Crawling up the wall
Wondering, quite idly,
Why it didn’t fall.
It crawled across the ceiling
Then onto the door
And when it came back down to earth
I squashed it on the floor!
Copyright © Andy Morfett | Year Posted 2016
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