Poem #1

There was a young woman called Ayala
Who’d had an affair with a tiler.
She told him to go,
Out into the snow,
Because he had started to rile ‘er.

One Response to “Poem #1”

  • paul:

    This is genius. Kingsley’s innovative use of metre is simply breath-taking.

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