Took me agesssssss lmao

Oh next page i done loads of poems on the other page please read them
There poems on:

JSG
Miss_Steph
Stella
Tids
Pretty_women

(if i missed anyone else that reads this thread, let me no)

Edited at 18:58 Thu 2/11/06 (GMT)

Awwww thnx rudds huni, i loved it!! *hugs n kisses*

Theya were all brilliant, dunno how u done em so quick...ur a natural!!

Lol i done them, and saved em on note book till i done all of them, then i pasted it lol, no one could do em that quick lmao!
anyway glad u loved it

awww u still a natural hun...well done!!

Thanks

They where all great Rudders *hugs* Well done!!

U missed Steeeeeeee!!!


I wuv them all *hugs*

awwwwww do one for ste!

Really good at poems
Unbelievably funny sometimes
Daring!
Does his best
Enthusiastic
Relaxed
Smart

Not a poem, and this i know
Its just his nikname i do show
Telling u what he's all about
Something this thread cant live without

For you Rudders

Edited at 00:59 Fri 3/11/06 (GMT)

Ste (hehe rudders, your brill mate)

Ok heres an autobiography - based on me,
Some call me Guevara, friends call me Ste.
I know its early, but Im drunk right now,
How I can sip this beer, I dont know how.
Always checking up to see how you are,
Rudders, steph, and paula, your just a star.
I think your all great, tids a legend true,
And Stella my drinker, how do you do?
Some say that Im gifted, that I write with ease,
But no, its not true, dont say that please.
I looked here just now, on the second page,
It seems that this thread is growing with age.
And now back to me, 18 years old,
Back a few years my heart was once sold.
Older and wiser, for the moment I live,
It could be a short while with my love to give.
Likeable I'd say, many friends I do have,
Ben and Razza, Danny and Gav.
Just to name a few, love them right til the end,
And a huge big smoocher, to my funkypool friends.

YAY to say ur drunk .,,,,you still got it Guevara! Very good

Why thank you miss (tips hat)

No Wucking Forries (Bows)

hahahaha!!!!! another?

Ok listen up, today it is true,
Im dedicating all of my time to you.
Posting and posting, to catch up with things,
About how the cruise is, and if stephy still sings.
So heres hello, I hope your all well,
And if you were wondering, everythings swell!

WOOOOO.........So u wanna title if ur here for a bit??

Yes please hun

good poem ste, like always *hugs*

Okies...Title:Lost Voice

aw *hugs*

good title tho

Lost Voice

Speaking so hard, but still no sound,
It seems that her voice has surely drowned.
The strain on her throat was too much to bare,
And now she stands shouting right there.
But to no avail, no sound leaves her now,
And she really cant understand how.
It was probably when she caught that cold,
And to the heavens, her voice was sold.
She weeps in the night, head laid down flat,
Looking at the chair were earlier she sat -
Talking on the phone, struggling to talk,
She ended the call and went for a walk.
The fresh air did help, but not alot,
It turned out her nose was fulled up with snot.
So she left quickly, before the sun fell,
This poor,poor girl, was going through hell.
A week went by, her voice got stronger,
And she could speak louder, and so much longer.
A tear in her eye, the accent was back,
Now noise is one thing, that she doesn't lack.