Saturday morning, rain then shine
Had my breakfast, and feelin fine
Afternoon came whilst sun blazed more
Sittin outside then a knock at the door

Friends faces glared, with a crate of 16
Invited them inside, is our weekend routine
Drank, played poker, jokes flyin in the air
Music in our ears, for neighbours to share

Vodka Whisky shots, Was takin a true tole
Throwin them back is the way we roll
Thought it would be fun, to neck her dry wine
Empty Bottle standin in just 5mintues time

Voices raisin as the forth bottle's popped
Muckin around fightin but his chin i copped
Everyones laughing and my stomach I held
I almost died with the laugh's I hurled

Poured my double vodka then headed upstairs
Focused in the mirror and made myself scarce
Threw on my shirt with a squirt of H.Boss
Necked my drink then rejoined the poss

Phoned our loyal taxi, but one for the road
smirked as I poured a triple whisky which blowed!
Laughin & shoutin as the taxi pulled up
"To the local lads?" he said, with All thumbs up

Arrived hours late, joining my tipsy brother Mike
Had a fantastic nite...Untill out came a fight

**BLACKOUT**

11 in the mornin, Wakin in my room
Eyes felt so dry, house filled with doom
Body felt broken, as I raised myself up
GF staring at me, started to fill up

I couldnt remember, what happened that night
But feedback I recieved, gave me a fright
I upset 4 people, Who I LOVE no doubt
Why did I get drunk? Why did I go out?

Edited at 13:04 Fri 28/08/09 (BST)

:OOO!!! BAB! Thas an amazing true poem that!!
Brilliant, well not that you upset ppl and stuff but the fact you put ur night into verse.

Loved it :)


And so the story continues....(LOL)



He told me all about his bad night
Couldnt remember try as he might
Twas only next day he saw his mum
She had videod him acting like scum!

She gave him a mouthful told him so
He needs to stop making a show
And for that day he was full of regret
But will he stop drinking? whats the bet?

I little tip from me your dear friend,
Your drinking ways you need to amend
Before your lose close people for sure
And live with regret forever more

Just be like me and drink til jolly
Hug lamposts or jump in a trolly!
No fights just laughing a tipsy head
Home and drunkingly flop on ur bed!

LOL @ both poems

Luv em pitty an paula

I nearl pmsl at trolly

More more more

Thanks Paula & Potty
Lmaooooooo @ ur reply poem tho...Trolly Jacker!!!

Hello all this sunny day,
And this is what I have to say,
The sound of birds with its lovely noise,
But the annoying noise of naughty boys!

k another one for u then paula x

If your best friend's feeling tearful,
Try not to be too cheerful.
Just let her fill your ear full
Of sad tales by the score.

And when she is through,
She'll feel as good as new.
Now you'll be feeling blue.
But that's what friends are for!

HAHA

LOL!! Am not

WD URA and Mufty


More! ! ! ! ! ! ! MORE! ! ! ! ! ! !

This is a poem
about my home...

A poem about myself in the form of lyrics of a great artist
Guess who's back
Back Again
Familyguy's back
tell a friend
Guess whos back Guess whos back Guess whos back nanana

LOL!! Good one


I need to read Poemsssssssssss

Carwash

Paula's face will turn quite red
When she reads the carwash thread

Bored, Bored, Bored!

Don't want to do work so i'll make up a poem,
When i'm done with them, the notes i'll just throw 'em!
I watch the time go, just slowly passing by,
So i find myself watch Oprah - oh my! :O
My mind constantly wandering to someone's company for a day i have missed,
As i sit and listen to the wind which roars and hiss,
This poem is lame i hear it in my head as i say each line,
But it's better than working so i guess i'll tell myself it's fine,
I wish i had some company from anyone will do,
Instead i'm considering going to the cinemaaa and watching a movie or two,
I'll leave the assignments for another day i think,
Maybe to the last days, to their due date, to the brink,
I think to myself how long can i type this without doing what i must?
This poem will soon have to go bust,
Procrastination is slow, as i look at the time,
I realise i've taken up 6 minutes with this rhyme!
Time to end this poem of mine and get back to it,
And wonder how to get my word limit to fit!

Carwashed

Paula, did your face turn red
When you read the carwash thread?

WOO WOO MELZ!!

Cloony me luv i havent read it yet
I'll post back here so dont you fret!!




Brb...

(LMAO @ brb..durrrrrr)

BACK! and no i didnt go red
When i read the carwash thread
I did however laugh the most
When i read your little post ! !



hahaha @ you!!!

Edited at 15:05 Mon 7/09/09 (BST)

k il do 1 more then paula no more

WOOOOOOOOOO!

first i must think which hurts

:O


A Poem just for ul_son
Named me in dedi 9ball run
Sending me msgs as he played
And on this girl he has preyed (:p)

He said i like big Caterpilla's
And love..erm the killers (haha)
He wont do a poem cos he's shy
He's not really an all that guy!

But hes one for a joke or two
Even though they are poo (;p)
An ok lad ive heard the rumour
He has a good sense of humour

So now i'll end this lil verse
Before on me he puts a curse
Or asks me to wear my heels
And has me runnin over to ..Nialls!


(Pmsl i cudnt think of anything to end the poem on hahaha)

justsumgirl wearing high heels,
stands out a lil sitting amongst dirty seals,
thats not having a go, it's only a joke,
Ill make it up to you by giving you a poke.. :P

I am a lil shy, and deffo an all that guy,
I'll do anything once even american pie :-O
As justsum said im a big of a mad yoke,
I stand out, I aint a normal bloke

Im on the market lookin for a quickie,
I doss off work pull an occasional sickie,
I rule at pub games, not just your average player,
Im so authoritive I'd make a great mayor.

When it comes to bragging i tend to waffle a bit,
justsum knocks my confidence, my ego takes a hit,
But I aint bothered I come back with a bang,
Along to the killers, I'll let you play with my....

:-O