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23:11 Tue 6 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
Yea i do like this one, well done
Derry you wil just have to wait, cuz now we know its a bit too late
cmurphy said:
Sotally Tober
Starkle, starkle, little twink,
Who the hell you are I think,
I'm not under what they call
The alcofluence of incohol.
I'm not drunk as thinkle peep,
I'm just a little slort of sheep.
Tee martoonis make a guy
Fool so feelish, don't know why
Rally don't know who's me yet
The drunker I stay the longer I get
So just one more to full my cup,
I've all day sober to Sunday up!
Edited at 05:17 Fri 02/07/10 (BST)
Starkle, starkle, little twink,
Who the hell you are I think,
I'm not under what they call
The alcofluence of incohol.
I'm not drunk as thinkle peep,
I'm just a little slort of sheep.
Tee martoonis make a guy
Fool so feelish, don't know why
Rally don't know who's me yet
The drunker I stay the longer I get
So just one more to full my cup,
I've all day sober to Sunday up!
Edited at 05:17 Fri 02/07/10 (BST)
Yea i do like this one, well done
Derry you wil just have to wait, cuz now we know its a bit too late
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23:20 Tue 6 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
G_K, G_k,
He should have went to BK
Quarter pounder whopper macs,
Posters up, and held with tac.
I wonder when he will be back,
To see this poem that ive wrote in black.
Greedy greedy, more is plenty.
Get your hands off them fries
Proper food makes you feel alive.
But if you are a gannit like me,
I'l be your mate and leave you be.
He should have went to BK
Quarter pounder whopper macs,
Posters up, and held with tac.
I wonder when he will be back,
To see this poem that ive wrote in black.
Greedy greedy, more is plenty.
Get your hands off them fries
Proper food makes you feel alive.
But if you are a gannit like me,
I'l be your mate and leave you be.
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23:23 Tue 6 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
There once was a man from kanass
Who's nuts were made out of brass
in stormy weather
he'd clack them together
and lightning shot out of his...
There once was an artist named Saint,
Who swallowed some samples of paint.
All shades of the spectrum
Flowed out of his rectum
With a colourful lack of restraint.
Who's nuts were made out of brass
in stormy weather
he'd clack them together
and lightning shot out of his...
There once was an artist named Saint,
Who swallowed some samples of paint.
All shades of the spectrum
Flowed out of his rectum
With a colourful lack of restraint.
07:05 Wed 7 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
Don't think I've ever had a poem written about me before
kettlehead said:
G_K, G_k,
He should have went to BK
Quarter pounder whopper macs,
Posters up, and held with tac.
I wonder when he will be back,
To see this poem that ive wrote in black.
Greedy greedy, more is plenty.
Get your hands off them fries
Proper food makes you feel alive.
But if you are a gannit like me,
I'l be your mate and leave you be.
He should have went to BK
Quarter pounder whopper macs,
Posters up, and held with tac.
I wonder when he will be back,
To see this poem that ive wrote in black.
Greedy greedy, more is plenty.
Get your hands off them fries
Proper food makes you feel alive.
But if you are a gannit like me,
I'l be your mate and leave you be.
Don't think I've ever had a poem written about me before
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09:36 Wed 7 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
There was a young farmer from Leeds,
Who swallowed a packet of seeds,
It soon came to pass,
He was covered with grass,
And couldn't sit down for the weeds
Who swallowed a packet of seeds,
It soon came to pass,
He was covered with grass,
And couldn't sit down for the weeds
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17:55 Wed 7 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
There is a good bloke called Derry,
Who went over to France on the ferry,
When he arrived, he sat down and cried,
Because he left half of his cue in a hurry.
Who went over to France on the ferry,
When he arrived, he sat down and cried,
Because he left half of his cue in a hurry.
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21:31 Wed 7 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
There was a young lady named Harris
Whom nothing could ever embarrass
'Til the salts that she shook
In the bath that she took
Turned out to be Plaster of Paris.
There was a young fellow called Binn
Who was so excessively thin
That when he essayed
To drink lemonade
He slipped through the straw and fell in.
Whom nothing could ever embarrass
'Til the salts that she shook
In the bath that she took
Turned out to be Plaster of Paris.
There was a young fellow called Binn
Who was so excessively thin
That when he essayed
To drink lemonade
He slipped through the straw and fell in.
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11:05 Sat 10 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
kettlehead said:
There once was a guy called cmurphy,
Who felt like he wanted to hurt me.
He didn't know why, but il tell him now,
He copies his poems and then takes a bow.
I am so sorry, I just couldn't delete,
He knows I am joking, 'am just keepin the beat.
Who felt like he wanted to hurt me.
He didn't know why, but il tell him now,
He copies his poems and then takes a bow.
I am so sorry, I just couldn't delete,
He knows I am joking, 'am just keepin the beat.
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14:01 Tue 13 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
No-one can ever upset me,
For I am not human, you see,
I live in a big black cave,
To cross my path, you must be brave,
Or I'll squash you just like a flea
For I am not human, you see,
I live in a big black cave,
To cross my path, you must be brave,
Or I'll squash you just like a flea
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11:51 Wed 14 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
You are not human I know,
Your as cold as a bucket of snow.
You sit in your cave,
Doing your best to behave,
Violence aint the best way to go.
Your as cold as a bucket of snow.
You sit in your cave,
Doing your best to behave,
Violence aint the best way to go.
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11:58 Wed 14 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
I live in an old mud hut,
It's hard to keep the door shut.
I swing from the trees,
Then dance with the bees,
And I live with Oscar the mutt.
It's hard to keep the door shut.
I swing from the trees,
Then dance with the bees,
And I live with Oscar the mutt.
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12:06 Wed 14 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
I like to sit and eat Quavers,
They come in a few different flavours,
We get a big pack, but it still doesn't last,
And we dont even share with the neighbours.
They come in a few different flavours,
We get a big pack, but it still doesn't last,
And we dont even share with the neighbours.
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12:16 Wed 14 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
Oscar the mutt must not be wise.
as you always bring out stupid lies.
However your poems are great
no wonder am not your mate
And you will definetely rise
as you always bring out stupid lies.
However your poems are great
no wonder am not your mate
And you will definetely rise
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12:17 Wed 14 Jul 10 (BST) [Link]
Ok,enough poetry for one lifetime, I think we all agree
bye bye
bye bye
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