Lol sure not a egg munchin obese chubster paula!!!

okies FAT- but this isnt meant to offend anyone etc etc lmao!

FAT
Ever noticed how cavemen were never ever fat,
And never left a dent , wherever they sat.
Ever noticed how they would never sweat,
When they got up out of bed, they found it easy i bet.
I do feel for some, who have been brought up that way,
The ones who stand up after a slide, and begin to sway.
But for people with no care for health, thats what is wrong,
And they are compulsive eaters, baguettes 40 inch long.
It causes death earlier, thats what the docs said,
Cut down on the chocolate, start eating more bread.
Throw away the cakes, and buy some more fruit,
You dont wanna end up a big sweaty brute.
The fattest men die early, years shaved off,
Just for the cause of the too often scoff....

Thats why gyms were invented, to keep us in shape,
So save up those pennies - you'll have to scrimp and scrape....
But when your out in the street, with weight on your feet,
Pass the kebab house once more, and go through the grocery door.

Okay..this is a poem about me and food, and my efforts with dieting, the long struggle, the tears, the joy, the calories, the meetings, the stories of other people with similar afflictions. it tells how there is a history of this condition in my family, how my grandfather, at 81, is just the same now as he's always been, how we all struggle with weight, and how this has made me a pariah in the classroom, in life, at university, how people shun my company, how they compare my weight to their own, and dislike me for it, how irrational it is, that it isn't my fault, and that how I would like to be welcomed into society with open arms...so..here goes


I cannot get fat, whatever I eat
What a git.

pmsl.............Great u 2 thanx..........

Title:Cream cakes........yummmmmmmmy....

Cream cakes

I once bought a cream cake, so attractive, well made,
I loved the way the cream and strawberries had been laid.
I bought it straight away, from the window in greggs,
And ran home as fast as i could, on my own little legs.
I couldnt wait to indulge, to bite through the top,
I was so glad i decided, to go into that shop.
The cream in the middle, the sponge looked so good,
I got home and slammed the door, with an almighty thud.
I sat down in the chair, with bag dangling down,
But when i looked in, i started to frown...
If only on the way home, id decided to stop,
I would of realised that it was left at the shop.

hehe

Ha Ha Ha thats something id do that,,but id cry me likkle eyes out too...he he...
Swing???

Morning!!!!! And the Title for today is......Rain

Rain

While it may be raining in liverpool today,
The sun shines here brilliantly, thats all i can say.
The rain was here yesterday, and watered our plants,
But today we can smile, and hang out our pants.
As i write i hear the neighbour, mowing his grass,
And a woman walking down the street, such a beautiful lass.
I couldnt imagine it raining here,
So i must immediately sit outside, with a beer.
In liverpool they have the brollies, frowning and wet
I bet they curse our good weather, on that i will bet.
But tomorrow the rain will come, thats always our luck,
And our happiness will be gone, by the clouds it will be took.
But for now im so happy, my window open wide,
And will smile all day, until the sun does subside.

yay,,,,,okies, Ste gud poem u want another title? one that u can call me names on? cos i left ya in main chat??ok ready


Title Annoyed..................

lol awww i wernt annoyed! - but here goes:

When people are left stranded, they can get annoyed,
And their friendship can soon become null and void.
A secret sense of anger, a sense of betrayal,
Soon after the friendship can become stale.
But others see no problem, there must be a cause,
But that doesnt stop it, down my cheek the tear pours.
But she was busy, being nagged, i knew that for sure,
Im sure that this has happened - many times before.
And no, i wasnt annoyed, i was understanding and true,
And i could never be annoyed, especially at you.
So dont worry hunny, i know it wasnt meant,
And i know you would of said farewell, if only the message would have sent.

Edited at 17:26 Tue 18/04/06 (BST)

Yayyyyyyyyyyyyy woo wooooooooo............
Thanx Mr G........

A date with nobody

Bill arrived at ten past nine,
Had obeyed the promise for the usual time.
Had gone there early, to make sure he was right,
And planned to stay until the end of the night.
Ordering a drink, he pushes waistcoat down,
He had dressed up for the trendy date in town.
Making sure his cuffs were clean, and breath was sweet,
He began to fidget with his own two feet.
Where was she? he thought, now an hour late,
Was he sure today was the right day for the date?
Yes, he was sure, maybe she was in trouble,
Should he get a move on, on the double?
No, he was just worrying, she will be here,
With that he ordered a second beer.
Pushing back his hair, and combing his brow,
He realised he had been waiting for two hours now.
Slowly he walked out, after paying for the drink,
And when he walked outside, his heart started to sink... ----continues....

Edited at 19:32 Tue 18/04/06 (BST)

He had walked into the shop, to buy a few fags,
Walking out scratching them, he hated the tags.
He looked up for a taxi, and there he saw,
A view he had never imagined seeing before.
The red dress, the lipstick, all described on the phone,
She had told him she was single, that she was alone.
But when he saw her on the street, with the other man,
Kissing and cuddling, walking hand in hand.
He threw down the cigarettes, and ran down the street,
So fast that there was pain rushing into his feet.
He had been betrayed, what a fool, to believe it was real,
The rain poured and he stopped, and began to kneel:
Continues.....

Edited at 19:33 Tue 18/04/06 (BST)

He prayed to God that day, just for once to be glad,
And never be forsaken, to never be sad.
The next day he woke up, and walked to the shop,
Something inside suddenly made him stop.
Behind him she stood, a smile on her face,
Immediately his own heart started to pace.
It was Lucia, from his childhood, his first ever friend,
He had loved her till he left, thinking that was the end.
But she declared she felt it, love for him too....
So theres an inspiration - hope for me and you

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

T'was luberly that ste........

Title::Sweet and sour chicken

lol sweet and sour chicken

Tonight i played chef, and cooked a meal for two,
You know who i cook for, no need to tell you.
I set up the table, kept the champers on chill,
Placed the candles down carefully, so the flame would be still.
She arrived just in time, and sat down in the seat,
I could tell when i laid the food, her heart skipped a beat.
She looked impressed i thought, thought it was finger lickin'
When i took out of the oven, the sweet and sour chicken.
So by candle light, with mobiles swithced off,
We took a quick sip of our drinks, and began to scoff.
It was lovely i thought, was simply the best,
But to my great disappointment, paula looked unimpressed.

Edited at 19:49 Tue 18/04/06 (BST)

He he he ur poems IMPRESS me Mr G,,,,,,Ill let ya know about the food wen ive ate it ok hehe..

ah well - hope ya like the food!!!! (you better took me ages to prepare lol)

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Fab just fab!!


Title: Dirty Dishes(ha ha)