We have life!

Not according to kirks poem

Ok this poem is for a very special girl on here that iv known a while based off the great artist Eric Clapton. Viki this ones for you.

late in the evening
she's wondering what clothes to wear
she puts on her makeup
she brushes that short black hair
and then she'll ask me
do I look alright
and I say no biatch, you look horrible tonighttttt

You abuse every hour
waste everybody's time
you dress like a hooker
not the expensive kind
so get your a55 of funkypool
and take a one way flight
because biatch you look horrible tonighttttt
I said biatch you look horrible tonighttttt

sarah is here and well
i just been busy as you can tell
have you missed me much then
i see kirk is still in his den
and hes still acting like he was ten
or am i getting you mixed up with ben

thank you for the kind words paula my friend
my funky time isnt at a end
i just been busy at work and stuff
this time of the year can be tough
but it be soon be over in a puff
then we be trying to get all buff

Good poems guys * claps* keepem coming

I miss the game,
Computer says no,
Waiting for broadband,
Coz Sky had to go.

Ah there she is it's triple_b,
Her name you know it rhymes with pee,
justsumgirl and pitbull_pete,
Absolutely full of sheet.

Oh what have we done now Mr Hippes
Our names always spill from ya lips
Is it coz were special loving an kind
An you cant keep us off ya mind

Thirteen days til the big man is here
Bringin presents galore,
We'll drink and be merry
Off the wine an the sherry
Gettin drunk til we fall on the floor!!!!

Twenty two days and not one rhyme
So maybe now it's about time
We get thinking while we roam
An jot down a nice little poem

The first one of this new year
Coming from me making it clear
No matter how long it takes me
I'll not let this thread die, youll see!

Thirteen years ago on this site,
This poem thread did start
In all them yrs come day or night
Its never left my heart

For it has memorys i hold dear
From some who were close to me
They havent always been made clear
Unless they were wrote by Ste

Its a thread ive always posted on
Its one id like not like to die
But more an more people have gone
Theres only so long i can try

Theres still lots of names
Of ppl who could give it a go
So if your bored of pool games
Upon here let your talent show

Bored of pool
Dont be a tool
For many cannot get on
Please dont girn
Youll never learn
Itsnow nicks little con

Hippes me dear cheers for the rhyme
Im sure you can do much better
Heres a little trick
Don't worry bout Nick
Post a poem as long as a letter

Twenty one days

21 days seems absurd
21 days only one word

21 days someone ya miss
21 days its puzzling this

21 days of no interaction
21 days of needing distraction

21 days is way too long
21 days feels so wrong

21 days of no connection
21 days could be rejection!

Had a nose on dedi thread, there was a post to me
Foul languge called rude names from someone called Lee
It really made me laugh loud even tho it was rude
I obviously rile this man for him to be in a mood

But im a nice girl really so shouldnt really reply
He's the childish one after all with rules he wont comply
I just had to do this poem just so he can know
No matter what you do or say ill never stoop so low

Ill keep posting on the forums talking to who i choose
I wont just post about moaning if i win or lose
So you carry on being you I'll keep being me
Let go of your anger ace it might just set you free

Here we go
Monday beckons
Looked at the clock
Wont be long till I waken
Wee bite of breakfast
A brew and a smoke
12 hours of toil
And sitting here broke

Im having a rant here, just cos i can
Not about anyone here, woman or man

Who im on about is never online
So i can let off steam via a rhyme

You just wont get it, and never will
Things cant be fixed by swallowing a pill

I'll make my own choices, its my right
My decisions, I'll stick to them tight

Its my body, and its mine alone
I can deal with things on my own

Im sick of people trouble and strife
Others interfering with my life

If im left alone, given some time
Maybe just maybe, things will be fine

But....Im a grown woman, I'll do as i please
Don't like it? I'll cut you off with ease!!!

Ye olde Poems av slipped i see
When will ppl post here with me
No time soon i foresee
This thread dying miserably

Once apon a time a boy named Justin sang
Is it too late to say sorry, I wanna dip my ol w ang
But im not like that Im me you see
So sorry wont cut it to fake happiness and glee

How many do I owe?
As many as I give a F
One, two, three, whoops
Now im counting rubba ducks
The moral of the story is
I owe nothing to no one