always , dont forget im your stalker now lmao

x x x

well it's coming up to halloween so u'd fit in with being blooody scary lol

Edited at 16:41 Sat 27/10/07 (BST)

So others can see it

awww....tnx paula . x

Hangovers

Hangovers are horrible, they make you feel rough
They are caused through drinking beer and stuff
You wake up in the morning, feeling so dry
And asking your self over, why oh why!

You've fallen over, or you've thrown up down a lane
And you say to yourself "never again"
But the very next weekend, after making a date
You're back on the p!ss, with your very best mate

You know what will happen, as you lay in your bed
Your gonna wake up next morning, with a banging head
You can't open your eyes, and your mouth is dry
And all you want to do, is cry and cry

You open one eye, and as you dare to peep
The light really glares, you want to go back to sleep
But the reality is, the headache is to bad
As a result of all the beers you have had

You get out of bed, and you're all over the place
As you head for the bathroom, to wash your face
You look in the mirror, and what do you see
Something that scares you, and NO its NOT me

~Stell~

Edited at 19:14 Sun 28/10/07 (GMT)

nice 1 m8 ... exactly how i felt this morn lol.

all self inflicted i have no sympathy for any of you lmao be more like me and be a tee total lol great poem stella

x x x

Edited at 19:20 Sun 28/10/07 (GMT)

tee total ..? u were drinkin vodka earlier lol .
pot n kettle like u said lol.

Brilliant poem stellaman, exactly how I felt this morning and long into the afternoon lol. Felt much better after 3 straight whiskys though

My Christmas Wish


I remember my childhood , an inquisitive mind,
All of my pressies I wish I could find.
The feeling of Christmas, such a special time,
For all of the family to wine and dine.

No last minute shopping for the folks to do,
The turkey was huge ,all jumpers were new.
An old pair of tights for Santa to fill,
With chocolate and sweets so my face I can fill.

Grandpa would come to dinner and stay,
We're all at the table ,but he sits with his tray.
The telly is centre of everything we like,
Noel Edmonds , The Queen , Eastenders alike.

The day goes so quickly I wish it would last,
New Year is coming , it all goes too fast.
The parties begin with a song and a cheer,
But tomorrow , regrets ... OMG too much beer.

A long wait now 'till next Xmas comes,
And it's back to school to see all my chums.
One thing that I wish for , I hope and I pray ,
I wish it was Xmas everysingle day !!

Steve .

aw brilliant steve x x

That Red Rose Of England

That red rose of England
my heart beats for you
That red rose of England
the fans chant for you
That red rose of England
how you make us proud
That red rose of England
people thought we were out
That red rose of England
how you made the crowd scream
That red rose of England
That Aussie killed our dream
That red rose of England
Which I hold so proud
That red rose of England
What an unlikely heroic crowd
That red rose of England
For the blood you shed
That red rose of England
For the team you led
That red rose of England
Bought a tear to my eye
That red rose of England
How you left me on a high!


For my red rose!

Woo hoo a patriot!!!

Heres to Independence for England!

Bahhh it'll never happen!

I'm very patriotic to my roots, and that of my family though.......

(Shh its a shame I descend from German gypsies, and that my wife's family are a mix of Irish and Scottish...)

Woohoo, John posting on the Poem thread!

Nice poem Paddy McShweinsteiger or can i call you John !!

LMAO Stella! I may as well be McShwein......

Also, did you know my great-grandad was moved from the Lake District down here to Leicester to play rugby for the Leicester Tigers?

I bet ya impressed now ain't ya?

Your gorgeous eyes set in your pretty face,
Your lovely smile lights up this place,
Like shimmering reflections from a pool,
And outward calm, an inner cool,
You take all things in ure stride it appears,
Emotions hover between smiles and tears,
To your outlook you stay loyal and true,
And if you didn't you wouldn't be YOU!

Awww Grea.......... I appreciate it man. I feel for you too.......


(Nice poem, I'm sure she'll love it)

Feeling down, feeling low,
Never knowing where to go.
Sit and think all day long,
Wondering where do you belong?

Is it here, is it there?
Or is it not even anywhere.
Cant decide what to do,
And what you choose will be right for you?

Too much time has gone by,
You sit and ask yourself how and even why?
You can never leave what you started,
Too many people would be broken hearted.

So thats it your final decision made,
The memory of you will never fade.
Too many people too much time,
To leave now would just be a crime.

~Stephy~