you've all read the raven by edgar allen poe. Here is my take. Now i just have to wait for it to get deleted by a mod.


Glad you aren't disappointed then, thadeus. Let's try and keep it clean, shall we?

Edited by forum moderator katie_bug, at 19:51 Tue 10/07/07 (BST)

THE WEDDING

Went to a wedding yesterday, it was so much fun
Beggar and Sam, getting wed in the sun
Well, it was 7am, but we wont split hairs
The day was all set, and that day was theirs

We all gathered there, all sat in our pews
Just sat there wondering who's relatives was who's
Then all of a sudden, the organ pipes sounded
And everyones face looked quite astounded

Parked just outside, was a majestic car
Then, we all turned around, to hear "the_vicar"
In walked Sam, looking gorgeous in White
She walked up to Ben, who looked a dreadful sight

So then, as the_vicar went through the marriage issues
As Stella and Gunners sobbed into their tissues
Ben said "i do" and started to cough
and i had to leave, LAUGHING MY (_x_) OFF

lets try again then shall we?


denile


keep the forums clean from crude and lewd,
the chats are where this filth is spewed,

mods shall rescue all,
with their mighty boots they do not stall,

free to heal the wounds of others,
they do not realize this site smothers,

funkypool is a "family" site,
oh wait, its not? this cant be right,

Pron and singles adds adorn the home page,
and racism thrives as well as provoked rage,

people scream and shout and curse!
the mods methinks they dont dispurse,

the forums filled with nothing but valor,
because mods are as great as dan rather,

so thank the mods who sit on their thrones,
who dont realize the site is turning to stone,

not a family site yoda would say,
ahh, here is a mod, come to save the day,

the aim is true but the mesage will falter,
because SOME mods abuse their alter.



that one better?

Edited at 20:51 Tue 10/07/07 (BST)

o_0


I'm not sure whether to be amused or offended.


I'll settle for a little bit of both.

considering that you didnt flip out ill post a serious one. a little dim mabye but real.

What Happens to Misused Angels

An angel wakes up, gentle and free.
What a sadistic place, this world can be.
She gets up in the morning, ready to bless.
With her wings sticking out, of her pearly white dress.
Her soft skin is pale, her eyes are of blue.
Her friends are of many, enemies are of few.
God gives an assignment, she completes it so well:
All the saints go to heaven, all the sinners to hell.
She listens to God, does everything he commands.
For she wishes not to return, to the contemptible lands,
The lands of our planet, the lands of our Earth,
The lands where our offspring, start dying at birth.
So she stays in heaven, where she is ever so protected,
From the minds of the scarred, the vile, the infected.
And she does what she's told, retorting no words.
Attractive as the stars, and graceful as the birds.

But the adolescent angel, as it should be mentioned,
Believes she's not been given, enough amounts of attention.
She starts letting herself go, begins to think that she's grown.
Even after she starts blessing, the souls of the unknown.
This does not benefit her, she begins to realize,
Deciding that another path, is where her best
interest lies.
She's blessing the demons, disguised as her kind,
Her desperation causes, herself to be blind.
The demons are using, this poor, beautiful thing,A sting to the heart, but much confidence gained.So she does it again, how corrupt this is.
And God starts wondering what's happened to his,
Angel of purity, virtuousness, love.
What's happening to, all the angels above.
They're finding acceptance, in what was once scorn
One angel, one demon, one rose, and one thorn.
But God chooses not, to try to figure things out.

He's got far more important things, to worry about.
But that angel, the one who isn't old yet,
Has put her foot down, with her mind set.
She is too good to listen to anyone anymore.
Her innocence withers and melts on the floor.
All angels hate, what she turns out to be.
A tainted angel, in a broken body.


sorry about the lenght

Edited at 21:23 Tue 10/07/07 (BST)

You are my knight in shining armour

The perfection for which i lust

You are the smile behind every daydream

And the heartbeat in which i trust



You are the dream that i had upon waking

You are the joy filled flick of my hair

You are the sun shining in through my curtains

And the wind that swept away care



And finally, love you're my shelter

My glimmer of hope through the rain

And finally, love you're my safety

The weakness that doesnt bring pain

Thankyou Honey..Love ya loads x

Good poems guys

Yep all good poems

The Wedding Pt 2

This ain't gonna happen, like earlier this week
Even Stell's started playin, hide and seek
They seek him here, they seek him there
The sneaky git, is hiding everywhere

But Ben the Beggar, is a determined man
Just cos he got caught, he thinks anyone can
But he didn't think, about the sly old Stella
Quick on his feet, is the shifty ol' fella

As much as i LOVE this Paula of mine
No wedding im sorry, not even online
No matter how much, you lot rant and rave
I won't give an inch (sts), let alone cave

But to be honest, to Sam and Ben
A ceremony like that, will not happen again
It was the funniest thing, and it made me smile
I won't ever laugh like that, in quite some while

Now you can all leave the church, and get in your cars
Whilst i just bend over, and show you my (_x_)
We dont need a ceremony, a cake, or a dove
Because Paula and me, *cries* this is true love.

~Stell~

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PMFSL GO BABY! thats fab....Oh thats going on Gen that is!

Slipped again to Page Two
How many times have a asked you
Keep this thread on page one
If it slips it'll soon be gone

Not Long now til Ste's here
Prob be grinnin from ear to ear
Ready to tell me all his news
For a poem his hol, he will use

He will be tanned Looking fine
He'll put his tales into rhyme
When he's home and settled in
Tellin me stories makin me grin

So until then please just try
Keep this thread way up high
I really love cant u see
It means an awful lot to me.

Oor wee skills a gid we skill
Its built wi bricks and plaster
The only thing thats wrong wi its..
The baldy headed master!

He goes tae the pub on a Saturday night
And goes tae the church on a Sunday
Tae pray tae the lord tae gee him strengh
Tae tackle the wains on a monday!

(translations may be needed)

<b>The Wedding Part 3</b>

Once again, i dont think people understand
There will be NO wedding going on in Funkypool land
So as i reiterate, what Paula has said
We are so happy as we are,no need to get wed.

Ben youre a fool, you've been caught in the act
And we have the proof,thats a matter of fact
So dont try and distract, the fact you had a wedding
When Bec comes back, i know where your balls are heading.

So while you all sit there, in the cold old Chapple
I'll just sit here, eating my nice red apple
Watching this charade, and seeing what proceeds
And hoping i dont choke, laughing on these apple seeds

Cont..........

Edited at 17:40 Thu 12/07/07 (BST)

Now let me put, all your minds at ease
And NO !!, i'm not buying Paula a Chinese
I'm sure you all would love to wish us the best of luck
but to be perfectly honest, i dont give a f.....ancy a game anyone?

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

So There! pik on someone else

Bumped

Paula's so demanding,
She likes this thread at the top.
So I've written this poem
Her moaning to make stop

It may not match the great works
Of Stella, and certainly not Ste.
But this is my attempt at verse,
To make Paula's blues go away.

But now my muse has gone,
Suddenly I find myself stumped.
However, my goal is achieved -
This thread has been bumped!


Edited at 19:53 Fri 13/07/07 (BST)

WOOOOOOOOOO Fab Bob..thankyouuuuuuuu *HUGS*

Didn't stop it already slipping to page 2