Waliking the dog in the rain
thoughts swirling round in my brain
wondring what went wrong
feeling like a large mong

Far too early for a drink
so do my best not to think
usually not too hard
if i cant stop, i will eat a tub of lard

Today i burnt my finger
did it with sugar, it didnt half linger
so now i have a huge blister
and im moaning like a sister
the blister is the size of a slug
think i need a big hug

Fry i thank you for posting here
Do some more, go on me dear

I will give you the hug you need
If your blisters that huge indeed

But if its not and youve fibbed
Its bye from me, ya gettin jibbed!

To Pitster from Pig-sister!

This little poem am doing, is done specially for you
To say you know im here Pit, for when your feeling blue

I know these past few weeks, we havent spoke that much
But ive recieved your emails,and replied to stay in touch

Its funny tho cos were kinda, both feeling the same thing
Stress, work and problems, over partners and arguing

I also know that soon enough, we'll be here again together
To have a laff and a quick game, and chat about the weather !(:S)

Or we could talk about things, like alley ways and black cats
Or greasy pizza's and muffins, :O or even tasty KitKats!!!

Anyway heres to you dear suma toes, me lil ORANGEutang
Dont you worry cos when ur back, am here to do my thang!!

Awwwwwwwwwww Paulaaaaa

Thats lovely that, Thank you bab :-) (made me larf! ha!)

*mumbles flaming suma toe's!* Huh!

Do me one naw *hyp hyp hyp* Mexcited innit?

Thanks for the sincerity Paula
will carry on posting for ya incase ur a brawler
whether they are happy or not
i will still have a jot

Even be here when im drunk
although ma poems will be junk
sometimes when i have a drink
it will help me think

But i will leave the pro's to it
till i think of something that will fit

Bar what! bar you? bar me? the brella tree?
Theres so many things its hard you see!
I could write about "this" write about "that"
or write about the devilish ally cat!

Ide rather write something, that catches the eyes
A story of a man, and a women loving on lie's
Their bad when their together, worse when their alone
thoughts flooding theirs heads, hands in which they roam

But this is just a story, a 20 chapter fix
Its from my imagination, its how my mind ticks
Im crap at writing poems, tho I hope I shine elsewhere
If youde like to know more, Ill take upon your dare

Easter is almost here once more,
I anticipate getting that egg I adore,
That little one filled with yellow and white,
I stare at it's wrapper, Oh what a sight!
Whip off the wrapper, bite off the top,
Creme pours out, what a messy old slop!
Lick out the creame, leave just the shell,
No other sweet tastes this swell,
When it's done I'm desperate for more,
Grab some money and head to the store,
Easter without Creme Eggs would bring me a tear,
If only they sold 'em each day of the year!

WOW! 3 great Poems there guys....thankyouuuuu

Fry ~ Just keep posting..i luv them all :D


Pit ~I dare ya

Smurf ~ OMG! Creme Eggsare my fave!!!!!!!

Creme Eggs are yuck!!
How can any1 eat that muck?
Far too sticky and sweet
Think id rather eat off meat

Nothing good bout the eggs
just puts extra beef on yer legs
Sticky chocolate fingers
that stuff really lingers

Apparently my poems recently have been sad
I agree with that a tad
i cant help feeling down
So i do write these with a frown

So when im back to my best
I will pass this apparent test
When i'm writing these with a smile
To be honest... could take a while

Just back from the pub
Treated myself too some grub
Washed down with some cider
My belly feels a little wider

Wish i had a girl to treat
Would buy her anything she wanted to eat
be it expensive or cheap
Many gifts on her i would heap

Seems im on my own
Guess i will moan and groan
post on here
paula got me shaking in fear

Listen to a song
make me mong
time to do some chores
oh the bores!!!

Well my chores are done
Now to have some fun
Another poem is what i'll do
even though it will be poo


Rack my brain for a rhyme
this could take some time
guess i need another drink
hopefully it will help me think

its nearly 6pm and im already yawning
I wasnt even up early this morning
guess i need some rest
im feeling past my best

maybe the drink sent me sleepy
put hey ho at least i wont be weepy
May just go to bed
and for 30 mins lay my head

We never talk anymore
why did we become such a bore
hopefully ur having fun
andkeeping urself safe as a nun

I miss our long late chats
about the this and thats
hopefully we will natter again soon
keep each other awake till the fall of the moon

Seems our friend Hipps
Has gven us all the slips
where be the infamous twit
that always says keep er lit

poor old hippes his internets down
surely hes sat at the pc with a frown
enjoy the peace while it lasts fry
cos knowing our hippes he wont let it hang
and before u know it he'll be back with a bang

I miss our irish friend
few catchphrases of his i shall lend
he must be moody
hopefully he dnt stand in doody