Wahey everyone is getting the poem bug!! Nice poem hun *mwah* xx

THANKYOU!!! Woooo See we are nice hahaah









( I soooooooooooo love this thread!!)

My Local Chippy

My Local Chippy, is owned by Chinese
Its just down the road, I can walk there with ease
They serve both types of food, which is just as well
Cos if I ate just Chinese food, I think I would smell

My most preferred food, if I did had a wish
Is a Large bag of chips, and a sizeable fish
If I don?t have cash, I don't even have to beg
He's even been known to spare the odd pickled egg

Im a regular there, as you can probably guess
Ive got an account there, in case I get in a mess
As I come out of the pub, I start licking my lips
As all I can smell, is sausage and chips

Ive just been there now, just to fetch my dinner
And I really don't care, I cant get any thinner
We've got NO fish , the chinaman calls
You'll have to make do, with the Ol' Chicken balls

His Chilli sauce, really does have some clout
I tried it once, with a nice piece of trout
But one thing i wont try, its really quite hot
Its his curry sauce, its no good for your BOT

~ Stell~

(brilliant stell! briliant!)

Pick up the telephone, give me a ring,
Pour out your feelings and hear my heart sing.
Turn the coil round your finger, bite your lower lip,
Make a nice milkshake, and give me a sip.
Send me a love letter, or just a txt,
Remenisce about all the times that we have had s.ex
Let me send flowers, and drive you away,
To sit on the beach and relax for a day.
Let me get spontaneous, and take you for a spree,
All the clothes today hun, these are from me.
I'll build you a house, I'll do you a cake,
It could be a disaster but you know I cant bake.
You stay in bed, and I'll bring breakfast up,
I'll make you a brew in your favourite cup.
When it comes to night time, we'll stick on the telly,
I'll light the candles and you stroke my belly.
When it gets later, I'll carry you up to bed,
I love you so much I'm going out of my head.

Edited at 15:39 Tue 7/08/07 (BST)

GREAT STUFF GUYS Woooooooooooooooo!


BUT ya's NEVER done the title!! Its was FLOWERS!

WoW Ste and Stella poems make like look pathetic lmfao!!

WHAT?? make like look?? PMSL LOU!

They have a gift ya see Lou, they both do great poems and they both have........











MOULDY SAUSAGES PMFSLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Lmao was supposed to say: make mine look pathetic haha


Ewww mouldy sausages, nice!!!

PMFSL I Know Ya meant that Lou HAHAHA..

Training
As my mate picked me up,I was dying to know
How the pre-season was going,I was raring to go
I got into the changing rooms,OMG the smell of the oil
As I pulled on my boots,my blood started to boil
Ive been waiting for this,for over a year
My knee is now fixed, and ive been off the beer
Well,ive had one or two,but been careful of late
Didn't want to turn up for training,in a bit of a state
As we ran onto the pitch,there was only one floodlight
But at this time of year,the light is still bright
But nevertheless,we still had to make do
10 Laps of the pitch,we had to get through
Between,Sit ups,and press ups,it was a bit of a trawl
All we wanted to see,was a bit of the ball
But the coach he knew best,we werent all that fit
Rigorous exercise,we all needed a bit
So after,a strenuous workout,and after a shower
It was back to the clubhouse,for less than an hour
Its good to be back,I have missed the great game
Just talking ababout it,it is not quite the same

Stell

Edited at 21:56 Tue 7/08/07 (BST)

Stella!! Woo Hooooo Thats great that bab *HUGS*
You will soon be back playing

MY SHED

I've just made an effort to clean out my shed
To be perfectly honest, I wish I had stayed in bed
I opened the door, to the most horrific sight
A bloody great spider, it gave me a fright

Hanging from its cobweb, almost in my hair
The nasty little git, gave me quite a scare
Then I felt another, crawling up my arm
I flicked the git off, but did it no harm

I walked further in, wondering what else would be there
A Fork, a Spade, more tools, and some hardware
Then all of a sudden, I saw it right there
All I could do was just stand and stare

A huge slow worm was there on the floor
Was there just one, I couldn't see anymore
Now if there is one thing that will make me Quake
It is the sight, of a bloody great snake

I slid my foot under, and kicked it outside
I locked up the shed and I went in to hide
Now im staying here, lying on my bed
My mate can come over, and clean out my shed.

~Stell~

Edited at 13:46 Wed 8/08/07 (BST)

PMSL your such a big girl, great poem though!!

Nice one stell

Women, women, oh I love them all,
Brown haired, blonde haired, preferably small.
Nicely toned legs, big gorgeous eyes,
A slender trim stomach, with nicely toned thighs.
Mid length hair, wavy or straight,
There's a lot of different women, that I think are great.
Latin, hispanic, english or not,
Oh there's some characteristics I may have forgot.
A sense of humour, but thoughtful too,
Deep brown eyes to match mine, but green will do.
Beautiful lashes, thick luscious lips,
Cute little feet, and veluptuous hips.
A great sense of style, and music too,
The ability to cheer me up when I'm blue.
A girl to stay in with, and stay up late,
Or a girl who likes to party with mates.
I think every man needs a girl like that,
One who'd do anything for you at the drop of the hat.
A beautiful girl, I'll meet one soon enough,
To show her comfort, to show her love.

awwwww!! thats so cute! thank you!


lmao, btw nice poem captain lol

Edited at 20:28 Wed 8/08/07 (BST)

Woooooooooohoooooooooo lotsa poems.........keep em coming guys !! brilliant Ste again !!

FAB! Both of them. WOOO HOO piggyyy Booo To Stell and Ste...Wanna Title?





SPIDERS!

PMSLLLLLLLLLLLLL No way !! Done that one already

HAVE YA!?? Oh Pmslll sowweeeee Ok Erm...Ste you do one for spiders yh.....Stell you do one for....

CHIP FAT!

CHIP FAT (concise Version) PMSLLLLL at this.

Now this is a poem, to which I smell a rat
How can you write about, bloody CHIP FAT
When it is cold, it is yellow and hard
It looks quite disgusting, that great lump of lard

Its smelly and horrid, it makes me quite sick
I wouldn't dare contemplate, even giving it a lick
But if you want the best chips, then this is the stuff
Just as long as the spuds, are not to tough

You heat it up, if you want to make chips
I can almost see Paula, licking her lips
But that is not all, Yanno what she likes best
She loves to rub chip fat, all over her chest