Cornflakes are so scrummy
They make ya feel real good
I cover them with ice cold milk
Or else they taste like wood


A sprinkling of sugar
Then eat them up dead quick
Or else they go all soggy
And make me feel real sick

WOO HOO KAY! Well done lol

Typical, you change the title just after I do a great balloon one!

Another one? Or the same Katrina one?

POST IT THEN!

Of course it isn't! You wouldn't fall for it again

roses are red
violets are blue
i killed bob saget
for the benefit of you

Bob ~ POST IT!

Auron ~ Do a Cornflake poem!!!!

No, it's too late Paula - you've changed the subject. If only you'd waited a couple more hours...

OMG Just post it will ya! LMAO

Soaring so high in the sky
Watching the clouds drift by
Adding some heat,
Munching a treat
Wishing I knew how to fly

Rising on currents of air
Wind whipping all through my hair
Stealing a glance,
Missing my chance
Hoping 'gainst hope she'll care

Looking from above at the ground
Golden silence the only sound
Enjoying the view,
Needing the loo
Thinking, "It's such a long way down"

Cruising in my own balloon
Almost as high as the moon
looking at me,
She starts to see
I love her, but it's much too soon

Now as we're starting to land
Looking at her, she looks so grand
Enjoying the flight,
Seeing the sights
How I wish she would hold my hand!


Happy now?

cornflakes haha

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO BOB Its great Not from a song is it?

Go on Auron..CORNFLAKES...

an you Bob

STELL Post urs or i will hahah

wake up
wake up
wake up
wake up

cornflakes are ready
don't eat them too fast
take it steady

but be on the ready
as they will sog
and turn to mosh
and make you fell bad

to be honest i rather frosties



Edited at 13:50 Thu 17/04/08 (BST)

Of course it isn't, all mine are 100% original!

I'll sit cornflakes out I think

don't make the same mistake i did haha

New Title:

FRIDAY/S

WOWZERS Bob thats well good, were just doing poems in english at school, we have to write one and i might use that one, ta!

Ode to a 7 yr old

"You been looking out that Window?"
She blurted out last night!
I had, but quickly lied "Me!, NO"
Because her voice gave me such a fright,
The tone in which those words were said,
Sent shivers down my spine,
Her face had turned a nasty red,
As if it was a crime!
Why is it that men tell tall tales?
And the women don't rejoice
Is it cause we're only males?
Or is it the tone of their voice!!!!

Good Stuff

Friday

Now this is the day, at the end of the week
When the taste buds of men, start to tweak
A day of relief, the weekend is so near
You can almost smell, the hops in the beer

After a week,of work, you now need a rest
Now there are two days, to do what you do best
Enjoying yourself, even having some fun
And if you are lucky, enjoying the sun

But Fridays are good, if you're out for the night
In and out of bars, dodging the odd fight
Standing by the bar, just wondering why
You have happened to catch, some cute girlies eye

She gives you the wink, and asks for a dance
You think too yourself , I'm in with a chance
You take that chance , with both hands and you grab it
All along knowing, in her handbag's a Wabbit!!

No seriously folks, this is the best day
We all love our Fridays, in our own special way
It's the start of the weekend, of sport, and of fun
But ive got my own reason, she knows she's the one.

~Stell~