??

I must admit,
ive had a beer,
therefore my poem,
may be queeeer,
yer womans weighed in,
not much to write,
its about bloody time,
she found some height!!

but with only size 3's,
there aint much hope,
with vertigo possibly,
she may not cope,
biut i'll be there,
to help her out,
and more than likely,
MAKE HER SHOUT!!!!!!

Hahaha great keep em coming

The poems in this thread are really great, im tempted to join in. Give me a week to plan it though hehe.

Really? After all these yrs ur really gunna join in?

I'll do a poem for you if you do one

Yeh! Make it easier and give me a subject though. Il try and take less than a week haha. Yours are properly good, out of curiousity how long does it take you?

Your subject is.....

JUSTSUMGIRL!!! (Everyones done a jsg one, Ste done about six i think!)


Depends bab, sometimes me mind goes blank and other times the words just fly out!

I cant wait to read yours now

Good grief, why am i suddenly feeling genuine pressure?! This needs time and effort, stay tuned tomorrow

Hahahahaha! In fact everyone do another JSG one!!! Woooo i cant wait

There was this lass called Paula,
Who really wished she was taller,
Try as she might,
Pray every night,
All she did was get smaller.

She stands on her little size 3's,
So challenged in a way vertically,
her idea was to grow,
where she got it...I don't know,
She now waters her feet with her pee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday morning oh what a sight!
You fill my heart with such delight
A lie in for me and an early start for her
My only decision made is what to wear

A care free morning and anything goes
Not to worry about work and all those foes
Its my time to do just as I please
Ill start with the garden on my hands and knees

Those darn weeds will be the death of me
You'll see me in the paper swinging under my tree
Cos as much as i try they grow back too fast
Maybe I should bomb my garden and go out with a blast!

You know what? Forget that, I should enjoy today
The garden can wait untill saturday or sunday
Ill wash my car (AGAIN) and go out for lunch
And maybe the gym, a swim and a punch

Ill swing by the casino for a coffee and chat
With the friendly regulars like Marie and Matt
There every friday splashing the table with green
Losing their wages and trying so hard to redeem

I may have a dabble we'll just see how it goes
Ill see if that feeling runs from my head to my toes
A glimmer in my eye if I feel a certain number
And boy if i win my greed will get stronger

My imagination will run wild, thinking a big win
I would kick off my shoes, start to dance and sing
A boat, a mansion, a helicopter pad
Are some of the things that would make me glad

But from cloud 9 I should act responsible
Keep my feet on the ground, not getting my head full
Cos last time I came, I was like a dog with a bone
Only to end my night without my taxi fare home!

There is a man,
his name is Fran,
& when he drinks,
he makes a stink,
he runs t'loo,
and has a poo,
cos its guiness,
comes out like p...,
strolls back t'bar,
eyes up from afar,
a cute young thing,
to which he sings,
bat out of hell,
and then he fell,
but she giggled,
then she wriggled,
he grabbed her coat,
they sang a note,
he took her home,
and grabbed her phone,
sold it for £50,
and then bought a round!

franer_

Hello to all you Funky peeps
To win, you must play hard
Think positive and do your best
Drop down your loser guard

When you play against the best
Be strong and give your all
Take your time and hit your shots
Don't pot the dreaded cue ball

This site is meant to be a laugh
So please enjoy the games
For those who wish to drag some down
We will remember your 'names'

Lads and lasses, play to win
Losing is a bad word
Ignore the idiots that stir the pot
They shouldn't be seen or heard

Play those games for your Clans
Don't be a losing sinner
No matter how you win your games
Just make yourself the winner

Hippes and Mav....haha great, i noticed you were both referring to me being small, you's been talking about me?

Pit ~ Wow! Well done,that was fab but wheres me JSG one?

Chappy ~ Wd more from you too please

Goose ~ wb again good poem

And finally, wheres the lovepump? Still waiting

bad news about the lovepump,
it seems the plumbing's bust,
with a back-log ya wouldn't dream of,
steer clear if there's a sudden gust!

To shut the moaning up from hippes,
Here's a poem with some useful tips,
Never eat yellow snow,
'Cos a dog's gotta go when a dog's gotta go,
Never pee into a gale,
'Cos it's gonna end badly if you're a male,
Never open an umbrella inside,
'Cos it's bad luck and there's nowhere to hide,
Study hard and do your homework,
'Cos otherwise you can't write poems and you look like a berk!

here's one for our friend _maverick_,
his pool's so good we should call him slick!
but at other things I think you'll see,
he has an effect...that'll make you flee!!!

his eye is large and on it's own,
stay well clear if his nose is blown!
his feet like hobbits look so rare,
it's plaited with his nasal hair!!
as for ears, you could compare with Nellie,
their wax is green and disgustingly smelly,
but all in all he aint soooo bad,
he's one of funky's better lads

I reckon you should write a book,
Containing all these poems and skits,
I'd certainly give it a look,
For it'd have me in laughing fits!

That description of me is exactly right,
I do look like a bit of a troll,
There's obviously nothing wrong with your sight,
As I certainly aren't a Barbie doll!

You're right about some player's and shoulders and chips,
They just need to realise it's only a game,
Just gotta be more like hippes,
But I'm naming no names!

where would I start? and what would I say?
could anyone else make sense of all I say??!!!
I'd quite like to do it, to find out the truth,
to put opinion to my ramblings and find out I'm uncouth!!

for now we'll not worry I'll prattle on in pool,
a wee bit of banter, and actin the fool,
dear _maverick_ keep at it, I need a friend off whom to bounce,
in between I'll give lessons.....and demonstrate how to trounce!!!!!!

lmao I do talk it!!!