Ohhhh nooooo, its a disasterrr, could this day get any worse or even not
This day, really did mean alot
Spoilt now, im not to sure
My son scrounging the floor
I have to end this poem here
So you wont get to enjoy that lovely beer
Wish me luck, on the rest of my day
Hope it goes well.............yay!!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Ste and Ruds.....



pmsl at you Ste,,,,i really didnt expect you to post next LMAO! thankyooooooooooooouuuuuuu hunny *hugs*

Oh btw..say hi on Gen chat when ur here

Can i have a title pweeeese!
Anyone?............

Stressed

When my days are boring and i feel like a fool
I always feel so stressed, because of funkypool
It makes me sleepy, and want to go to bed
Its all because of that stupid "time holders" thread
Paulas in the lead, has been for so long
It really isnt fair, its just so wrong
I wanna be in the lead, but i can never now
So all i have to say to that thread, is bow chow!
Coz im leaving it, building my stress it is
And its taking the mick, its taking the p iss
I flip out on it, for reasons i dont no
But i need to keep cool, carry with the flow
Feeling stressed makes me feel quuezy
And all that beause of the mod squeezy!
But squeezy's cool, a legend he is
But as i said, his thread takes the p iss
So just made this poem, because of my stress
And i deffo need stress less
Less stresss!!!!!!!!!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO i luv that one Ruds pmsl


Title: TIME HOLDERS

Thnx hun *hugs*

Time Holders

Funkypool used to be a good place
But now i say its a disgrace
All because of time holders, dear "o" me
Now im stressing out as you can see
A lad called squeezy made it, thought it was great
But neverless that changed when the clock hit 8
As paula was in the lead, no body liked it
Everyone started to hate the thread, bit by bit
Paula just laughed, looked at us indeed
I just wanted to be in the lead
Everynight you hear me pray and pleed
And really inside it made me bleed
Oh that thread, what a horrible deed
Hard and cruel, more than a bead
So no more, that thread i will read
Its more disgusting than that thing weed!

So once again, its now hit 8
Heres the time i release my bate
Get out of my seat, lift that wieght
And clear all my dinner of that plate
Forget everything, even that date
Who cares if your really late
Im so sure, she justs wanna be a m8
So walk right up to her and say" bye bye kate"
and dont forget to ask her for that rate
So here i am, i am the best
I always get regualary stressed

That has to be th emost random poem ive eva done WOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yh it was PMSL........u wanna title again????

Yeah go ahead

Okies.....


Title: STELLA

Heres the man full of joy
Theres lots to say for this boy
first of all he loves his beer
it normally comes out, of his rear
e jumps to the sound of the ice cream van
personally i think he should get ban
coz hes literally addicted to that pink
But if you ask me, its just dipped in ink
its really blue, he doesnt no that
and ive heard it contains alot of fat
poor old boy, clueless isnt he
He ears pink wafers dinner, brekky and tea!
So i cant describe how he loves them so
He hears that noise and watch him go!
rumours say he eats 100,000,000,000 a day
God almighty, imagine that pay

He must be skint, for paying for that sweet
Why cant he be normal, and like roar meet?
He has to be typical, bought up wrong i see
soft and lightly, like a tender flee
I have to end this poem, on this pink wafer stuff
Who knows, it could be made up on big bluff!
but i really doubt it, he loves licking them
so all the flavour goes, running down his flem


Edited at 21:05 Tue 14/11/06 (GMT)

double post

Edited at 21:05 Tue 14/11/06 (GMT)

but i really doubt it, he loves licking them...


Im pmsl here, wait til he see's it

fab ruds..just fab

I no, a bit risky i write that, but no one knows exept who???????
LMAO!!!!!!!
U will b pmsl wen u see fp times PMFSL!!!!!!!

Oh im pmsl....No Comment

Lol well im now off hun cya!

Aw okies hun cya!

Please now hun, dont feel neglected,
I know it was something that wasn't expected.
But life is life, and such is such,
Oh please dear you know I love you so much.
He is in the way, a lot of the time,
And the thought of you two plays on in my mind.
Do you feel for me, like you do for him,
Or is it just me, carried away, acting dim?
Maybe i've gotten too deep, maybe i'll leave,
Maybe this load is just too much to heave.
I see it clear now, interest was never there,
It seems apparent now, that you do not care.
Feeling such a fool now, I think i'll go home,
Dont try and stop me, I must be alone.
I loved you so much, for just a short while,
For you i would crawl for so many miles.
But I guess now everything is not lost,
Your love has been kept in, at no extra cost.
Maybe someday, things will turn around,
But for now dear love, I will speak but a sound.

AAAaaawwwww. sooo sweet