Max's Love Songs include long languid love poems in ballad form and nonsense verse on a romantic theme. Some of the poems are funny, others obliquely humorous, whimsical or deliberately obtuse. Those unfamiliar with Max's poetry or looking for conventional funny love poems would be well advised to first read Max's Funny Poems about Love, before revisiting the exotic delights of the Love Songs.
A humorous confection about a gently smoldering office romance, which has more than its fair share of culinary analogies.
A fantasy poem about a dance hall extravaganza in which all Swanage life is laid bare here.
A nonsensical poem in Max's inimitable style which it would take a braver man than I to try and unravel.
It's a wonderfully witty Betjemen parody, but equally enjoyable as a piece of unabashed nonsense.
If you don;t know what a Jibbernob is, I not sure that reading the poem will enlighten you.
A poem which asks more questions than it answers, which is surely the defining feature of a really good nonsense poem.
Prepare for a sharp change in tone, as The Love Song of the Anne Summers Rep is an initially dirty poem which builds to a touchingly romantic conclusion.
The opening line, Newspaper taxis of yellow and green, turtles and penguins in silk, will confirm that we're once again entering the wonderful world of nonsense verse where your guess is as good as mine.
If you found Last Tango In Swanage a little pedestrian, prepare yourself for the exploits of a tango-loving Salford policeman.
It was a close run thing whether to include The Love Song of Edgar Allen Poe with the Love Songs (the title suggests I made the right choice) or funny literary poems (the poem will appeal more to Poe-lovers than romantics).
More toying with established literary masterpieces in the pursuit of whimsy,
A cross between a nonsense tale and a public service poem form the Marriage Guidance Council (now called Relate, or more likely Relate!)
If you enjoyed The Filing Clerk’s Love Song, you'll find further biscuit related-romance in this cream cracker of a poem.
A tragicomic poem about love in old age, which may harbour a rather filthy undercurrent, but I can't quite put my finger on it.