who would have though
lrg would make peace
I canny be doing with this kind of cheese
so both shut your gobs
you pair of door knobs
cos funky is over
now go watch ben dover

Man you must be trip d ing
Rolled around in pig slop
I heard it wasnt a great pop
But maybe thats because the animals in the farm are worn out
Your maybe too lairy
Or the fact your not enough hairy
Just moo and it might work a treat.

With lubricant I bet it was slimy
Back door was locked cor blimy
Maybe it was the wrong trough

Posh J posted once upon a time
Bet he'd be brill doing rhymes
All about his Philosophy degree
And rippin into Pitbull an me

He laaaaarrrrrved you! Ha ha!

I know *files nails* wanted me didn he?

So because someone disliked you
It meant he liked you
That kind of talk is self conceited
When really they probably want your posts depleted
Dont get me wrong I know people hate me
Probably stems from the fact they aint me
Only joking I know im a prat
But others on here just act a tw

fat lady must have been singing loud that day paula love, well done tho id have thought you would have gone to the farrier for your nails doing,,

that didn't rhyme sorry im tired
ive the the number of a farrier
you could have hired

stranger strange who are you
without any photo I have no clue
I think its a funny farm with you and your crew.

paula and pete
or mr magoo
they probably live in a portaloo
I think its funny when he calls her hunni
cos when she smiles I see teeth like bugs bunny

If I lived on a farm Id worry I was a bore
Probably do anything to get out more
Being so dour and humping my sheep galore
Oh how I wish I got out more

Part 2

I live on a farm its a bore
My favourite activities are chores
All my husband does is snore
Because I go around like a wh0re
And I just wont leave through that door
Il have it anywhere even on the barn floor
Or maybe at my general store
Now il go online for some more
Deep down inside Im rotton to the core
My uncle did this to me when I was four
So now I go round like a bore

I call myself Kilimanjaro
Im really just a dole bum with a giro
Trying to seduce a fine ho
But now I have to lie low
Because she been wanting to blow
Any guy from bill bob or joe
It was obvious she a hoe
She had everything in her apart from a toe
Worst thing is I aint seen her
She could even be a sir
I guess we will never know

Didnt realise you were a psycho
Thinking all this about yo
Look at me making a right show
Isnt it time for you to go and blow?

You might find these poems realistic
Your past late night antics were sadistic
Heard you got branded in a field ditch
My friend Lees
Had you on your knees
Begging for more please

It all fits together,
like we all do, so I hear,
far out stuff I canny fathom,
so I'm gonna get me, another beer.

theres a prowler
who likes tournaments more than breathing
if hes not winning than hes seething
he likes to cry and act all sly
then goes on the forum to moan
and ends up all alone

lmao wd terry

Now we have a poem from someone jealous
trolling the forums a bit over zealous
I heard he was into the fella's
he goes by the name of terry
and is yet to pop his cherry