Joanne West Cornish
Joanne West Cornish Poems
“Come and join me for a dance, ”
Said Patrick John to me.
“I’d love to, thank you sir, ” I say,
“But wait ‘til after tea.”
...
I do not care for perfect hands
That never seem to have demands,
With perfect nails that never break
And cuticles that do not ache,
...
Right at the top of the tip top stair
Sat little Joanne in a comfy chair.
So long had she clung to her loveless snare
That she quite forgot, in fact, it was there.
...
Patrick Joe has the face of a schmo,
And he shouldn’t be asked for tea.
Patrick Mike has a nose like a spike,
And he picks at it with his key.
...
Chocolate cupcakes and crumpets for tea.
My mother says clean up for my company.
‘Cause Mary Jane’s mother has called to inquire
If Mary Jane Lee can come play by our fire.
...
Joanne West Cornish Biography
I lived in Texas all my life until 2004, when I married a British citizen, moved to England for two years and am now living in Perth, Western Australia. Who could have imagined my life now? Certainly not I. I have been a designer and illustrator for many years and am continuing to do that here in Australia, a land few of us will ever see.)
The Best Poem Of Joanne West Cornish
The Dance
“Come and join me for a dance, ”
Said Patrick John to me.
“I’d love to, thank you sir, ” I say,
“But wait ‘til after tea.”
Patrick John was oh so wise
To wait that bit for me,
For I’d been waiting oh so long
For someone such as he.
And waiting made it twice as rich
To hear that melody
That Patrick John and I dance to
In letters ‘cross the sea.
Joanne West Cornish Comments
Joanne West Cornish Popularity
Joanne West Cornish Popularity
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/29/2024 1:56:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
