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13:39 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Sitting on our island, now the sun has gone to bed
the God of Rain's unzipped his fly, and is (pouring) on our head
We're getting so wet, there's no reason to smile
And there isn't a shelter for many a mile

The leaves were all manky, they've caused a great rash
and Hetty and Betty both have a moustache
G offered to shave them, by the light of the moon
But Betty's so hairy, she's like a baboon

Everybody is swearing, situation is dire
and Pete was so cold that he's jumped in the fire
Mr G is dumfounded, it's all gone so wrong
he stands there frozen in his leopardskin thong

As night turns to morning, there's reason for cheer
as Paula returns with a boat full of beer
The revellers, sober, huddled close to the ground,
cast off their wet clothing, and gather around
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13:39 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Mr G starts the singing, which goes on for days
Even Betty looks pretty through the alcohol haze
The boat was well loaded, we're not wanting for food,
and we continue our party all week in the nude.

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14:16 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
last time i wrote a poem it got into a poem book
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14:55 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
here is 1 of mine hehe

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
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15:56 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
HA HA......gr8 stuff.........Maz91,are we going to get a poem from you then?????
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16:09 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Swing that wa HILLARIOUS!!!
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17:08 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
On request of Justsumgirl - honestly lol.

I woke one morning with a sudden urge
To quickly go shopping in town.
I took all my money and went on a splurge
Purchasing stilletto's, knickers and gowns.

To help me with sizes, Paula came along
And picked out what she thought looked best
It tuned out to be a red bra with a matching thong
And also a really short polka-dot dress.

After having a shave, and extending my hair
We were ready for a night on the tiles
Suddenly my dress ripped, and i was left bare
Walking home in a thong, for seventeen miles!!!

I bumped into a man, and learnt his name - Swing
He was driving past and noticed it was me
He had a great time, laughing at the whole damn thing
But dropped me off home - so kind to Mrs G.

LMAO PAULA!!!!
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17:09 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Thankyou, Mr G!

Mr G. he writes poems that go on for so long,
and every so often he bursts into song
This character trait would be fine in a baker,
but no, Mr G is the town's undertaker

Mr G can write poems both comic and sad
as he scribbles away in his batchelor pad
he's no time for cooking, for all day he writes
But his mother brings him a selection of bites

His flat is a pigsty, but we don't give a stuff
for we love that his poetry is good enough
to bring up to laughter, or move us to tears
his voice will resound, for hundreds of years

when he tells us of Oscar, the goldfish who died,
Or of Old Uncle Harry, when he fell off that slide
We know we are hearing, loud through our cheers
The poet of poets, the man without peers.
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17:11 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
I FCKING LOVE IT! lmaooooo thanx mr g,,,u made my day......
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17:36 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Swing - seriously, you are too kind.
So here in return:

SWING

We love to log in here and look out for Swing,
The poetry so fine and well spoke.
I love to take in, the image he brings
It goes to show that hes a top bloke.

A degree of them funny, a degree of them smart
Make no mistake he does it with ease.
The words echo in the mind, he has such an art!!
Corresponding all the ideas he see's.

He could be sat at a desk, in an office or home
The state of mind always the same.
Im glad swing is here, so i dont write on my own
What a great decision to join the forum, on this funkypool game.

We only know each other faintly, by nicknames online.
But the poetry thread, has brought us all here.
We know we can count on excellence, all of the time
His voice too, will resound for hundreds of years
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18:13 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
I really really look forward to these!!!...........
Them last 2 are fab!.........
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21:15 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Sitting on the hill watching the sun slowly rise,
My thoughts were focusing on you and why you weren’t by my side.
I remembered all the good times yet the bad slowly filtered in,
I thought about your love and how long it took to win.
I thought about the love we shared and why you had to leave,
I wondered if you ever knew how much of you I need,
All day I sat there thinking of you from sun up till sun down,
And on my face I found no smile but just a constant frown.
You may say this day was a waste but I look at it from a different light,
Today I spent with you even though you’re no longer in my sight.
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21:16 Tue 21 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
You read about heartache, you heard about the pain.
You even seen the eyes that drop the tears like rain.
I never thought it would happen though I thought that love life was a lie.
And that I would experience life without this stuff up until I die.
Then my perspective changed after I got to know you.
My mind wasn’t sure about love but my heart was sure it knew.
This past year I’ve known you I have been walking on air.
And trying to please you had be come my one and only care.
You spoke of your blemishes and that I being such a good guy,
Could go out and find any other amazing girl but that was just a lie.
How can I find another girl when I am still caught up in you?
But I find my self felling unworthy no matter what I try and attempt to do.
I am now done trying so congratulations to the other man.
May he be there to fulfill your dreams the way no other person can.
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02:21 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Awwwwwwwwwww..........
Yet another lovely one........
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06:36 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Love is in my heart for you and its just wanting to get out,
to love you the way you should be loved and to hold the way you should be held.
Just like christ I sit at your heart and knock but you wont let me in,
I just sit back and I wonder why your heart I can not win.
The more I think the more I see the hurt your heart has felt,
the more I want to take you in my arms and say your safe with me.
How many more heartaches will it take for you to just leave him,
how long will I have to sit and wait how many more times must I walk out on that limb.
Tell me if constant sorrow, pain and tears is how you describe love?
Or to you does it mean so much more but you think he can change.
The love I have is real and I know you have heard that before,
But your not willing to take that risk from anyother guy anymore.
(contuniues on the bottom)
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06:37 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
You see your eyes give it away and when we talk I hear pain from your voice,
each time I see you I want to reach out and tell you that you have a chioce.
So take these words of advice and soon you just might see thatýs thereýs more to love,
You can chose anybody who says they love you or pick somebody who gives it, someone like me.
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07:22 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
FAB!..........
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08:56 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
I imagine a beach,
a great bank of pebbles, stretching away into the haze
Empty, but filled with the silence of emptiness
except for the rhythmic suck of the surf
Mesmerising, hypnotising,
The sound fills my head, the waves crash upon the stones
little swirls, eddies in the backwater draw my eyes
I sit at the base of the cliff, and watch the surf play, the spray fly,
and I feel an ultimate calm wash over me,
as the waves wash over the stones.
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09:53 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
Good stuff lads!!
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10:00 Wed 22 Mar 06 (GMT)  [Link]  
At least the sun shines today.
On a day of all days, i would rather stare into space
and think about something else, anything else.
Yes, a year today, that you left me alone,
Teasing me with distant calls in the night.
Remember the days we would sit in the park?
Not a care in the world, just us, in Gods beautiful green earth.
Dogs barking, the slow bristle of leaves running over the adjacent blades of grass.
I was filled with love back then, now i am so cold.
And here i am today, staring into space.
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