Friends

Friends are people,who you cant live without
Wether at home, or if your out and about
Friends are the people, who really care
And its really just great, to know they are there

You can count on a friend, be it female or male
Be it online, chat room, or even e-mail
They will always be there, when you need them most
As you can see from this site, you just have to post

And while on the subject, 2 friends i love most
The two people here, that got me to first post
Paula & Steph, your a special type of friend
Friends i hope, right through to the end

Good friends are trustworthy, and hard to find
And im typing these words, with 2 people in mind
Ive mentioned them once, they know who they are
They are 2 special people, the best friends by far.

~Stell~

SHEEP ~ SWORD ~ COBWEBS

Sometimes when you find it quite hard to sleep
It's recommended, you try and count SHEEP
But its really quite hard, when you're living in Wales
Especially after you had a few Ales.

You come out of the pub, late at night
Thinking you're brave, and wanting a fight
You get shoved into the street, by the landlord
As you think your a Knight wielding his SWORD

But for all it's faults, this country of mine
Is really quite pretty, this land so devine
As i look out to sea, the tide as it ebbs
I think of my Paula, and her bloody COBWEBS



~Stell~

I always pick the wrong guys
They pull me like a magnet
They say nice things and flatter me
But it ends up being bulls**t!!

Work

I like to be on funkypool, when i should be working
Its really quite hard, when the boss is lurking
He hovers around, the smelly old git
Like flies, around, a piece of horsesh!t

Believe it or not, i am a good worker
But i swear to god, he thinks im a shirker
The work gets done, at the end of the day
And i do really earn an honest day's pay

The thing is, i also like a laugh and a joke
But this boss of mine, there's no pleasing this bloke
He's slimy, and i think, hes out of mind
Unlike myself of course, who is honest and kind

But at the end of the day, when all's said and done
I still get away, with a little bit of fun
And when i get home, i really dont care
Because i know My Paula, will be waiting right there.



Back on Page 1 honey

Im trying Bob


Few more days and Ste will be Back
He'll stop this thread going slack
He do some poems and some rhymes
It will be just like old times
I'll leave him a title and then wait
Few mins later appears a poem so great
How he does them i just dont know
But i love them he knows that so
Been on this thread over a year
Ste and his poems i hold so dear
He once told me he'd always stay
Doing his thing to make my day
Im hoping them words were really true
And he keeps doing poems for me and you.










(Bad speller Paula lol)