Poetry to reflect your mood.

**amylove69** · 17-08-12, 09:15

Originally Posted by CurvaceousKate

Amy I decided to have a go and mine is no better lol.

Here we go though...

There once was a dick head called Josh,
Who thought he was God's gift and Posh,
He was such a big head,
The posters all saw red
and now he can't get rid of his dosh!

Giggling that's class an so apt well done girl i love it

**benin** · 17-08-12, 09:15

Originally Posted by CurvaceousKate

Amy I decided to have a go and mine is no better lol.

Here we go though...

There once was a dick head called Josh,
Who thought he was God's gift and Posh,
He was such a big head,
The posters all saw red
and now he can't get rid of his dosh!

can you fit an extra line in to say goodbye to him...lol

**amylove69** · 17-08-12, 09:16

Originally Posted by benin

hey diddle diddle
the cat done a piddle
all over the bathroom mat
the little dog laughed
to see such fun
then piddled all over the cat.

Are you in the mood for a little watersports me wonders

**Curvaceous Kate** · 17-08-12, 09:17

Originally Posted by benin

can you fit an extra line in to say goodbye to him...lol

Please feel free to adapt as appropriate lol.

**benin** · 17-08-12, 09:18

Originally Posted by amylove69

Are you in the mood for a little watersports me wonders

pmsl ...not a fecking chance.

**Curvaceous Kate** · 17-08-12, 19:28

Benin was his name,
You'd think he was insane!
He thought he was awesome,
He'd never had a foursome,
but has 3sums again and again!

**wolrac** · 17-08-12, 23:08

Kate your Irish tour is at an end.
We wish you fond farewell.
You're face we will remember.
And you're welcome in September.

Bon Voyage.

**Curvaceous Kate** · 18-08-12, 21:54

Originally Posted by wolrac

Kate your Irish tour is at an end.
We wish you fond farewell.
You're face we will remember.
And you're welcome in September.

Bon Voyage.

I love it!!! Thanks, hehe xx

**Rocker123** · 18-08-12, 22:10

On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, "I feel my life
Just like a river running through"
The year of the cat
Why she looks at you so coolly?
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat

(Al Stewart)

As you can see I'm no poet but I do like these lyrics

**Big-Paul** · 18-08-12, 22:30

A Silly Poem by Spike Milligan

Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
I'll draw a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use?
2B or not 2B?

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