woo wooo wooooo lovin the poems, tis just as a gd a thread as the N.E.S.

Sprouts

Yacky kacky phew an ewww
That wot sprouts are to me and you
Small and green really quite vile
All shoved together in a small green pile
They're good for you i hear you say
As I look down in real dismay
I've got to eat them all I think
That squelchy feel that awful stink
But oh wots this to save the day?!
My dog snowy, hip hip hooray!
He'll eat them all, what a good mate
To help me clear the whole of my plate
I pass them down and the sprouts he swollows
But then I realise whats to follow
He starts to expand like a balloon
Then lets rip and flies across the room!
Crashes all over the table, the veg goes flying
I look down again, almost crying
For my plate is filled yet again
With that food that causes me pain
Sprouts cover it from left to right
And I'll leave you now, i'll be eating all night.

Ain't done one for a while In future could you use 2 words for the poem at random, an in the poem we gotta sumhow link them together

hahahahahahaha squeezy where have u been!!!! we need lots and lots more poems hahahah

so for wehat u sayin if i sed:....chocolate and shoe u wud have 2 link them togerther in the poem???

lmao squeezy hahahaha!

Sprouts

I have never tried a sprout, and never will,
I always chuck them over the window sill.
My mother knows theyre not wanted, but buys them anyway,
And packed away where all of the other vegetables is where they lay.
So late at night i creep down the stairs,
And rummage past the bag of pears.
I feel the bag, small circular fruit,
I can say these sprouts are far from cute.
And with a big smile i slit the bag,
And into the bin i watch them sag.
No sprouts tomorrow - i laugh quietly to bed,
But i feel that something is pulling my leg.
It is captain sprout, leader of all sprouts,
And he said that i was the leader of louts!
He swung with a carrot and just missed my ear,
Then grabbed my hair and pulled me near.
''You do that again boy, and you will regret it so,
And guess whats on the menu - sprouts tomorrow''

Edited at 13:28 Mon 1/05/06 (BST)

The title was spouts

hahahahaha likin the poems, but cuey is ryt hehehe

ah well....i guess they're done now!!! plus, spouts! wtf !!!

OMFG!! PMFSL !! It was meant to be SPROUTS anyway Ha Ha Ha 2 fab poems there
Squeezy ello you welcome back, course i can out 2 words in the title, but,,,,,,are u gonna stay here or go again??? ill leave it up to ste cos hes the main poet hehe or wot if evey now and then i put 2 words???

lol do wat you like paula hun, im just here to write !!!! i dont mind, you could put a whole sentence in!

ok in that case if ya dnt mind paula, m guna say u have 2 link the words chocolate and shoe into the poems

Aw I know i cud Ste and you wud still do a gud poem mate *hugs*...

k stephy Chocolate and shoe it is...hehe


Squeezy, u better come back now..lol

hehe wooo ok link em wooo wooo i know u can do some good ones

Chocolate Shoes

When out shopping I always buy
A card, some grapes, a book and a pie
When one day I saw a treat!
Some chocolate shoes for me to eat!
I went in the shop and looked around
And found in my pocket a nice round pound
I boldly approached to the till
In preperation for my fill
Oh no! oh dear! what dismay!
The shoes are not on sale today
I'll have to come back again tommorrow
And relieve myself from this sorrow
For chocolate shoes are all i'll buy
Not one, not two but fifty five!
And store them at my house shall I
Insted of grapes and boring pie
I shall eat them all untill I'm fat
I like chocolate, and that is that.

Well done squeeze!!!! hehe

Chocolate Shoes

On a sunny day when i have the blues,
I reach under my bed for the chocolate shoes.
Size seven they are, with chocolate laces,
And i get ready to put them through their paces.
So down the stairs i go, dodging the cat,
And give them a quick wipe on the welcome mat.
I fancy going to the park today,
But i never knew by the end i'd be in dismay.
So up the hill i walked, slightly warm,
And the bee's attacked me in a massive swarm.
The chocolate was sticky, the bee's loved the smell,
And as soon as i burped they had began to repel.
I finally reached the park, and stood on some glass,
The chocolate shoes had melted thin, and i had slipped on my a ss.
I cupped them in my hands, and cursed the heat,
I had to walk home with nothing on my feet.

Wooooo Wooooooo lmao fab, just flippin fab!...

Title:Stephy and Paula (can we have that?)
If Not

Title:Starry eyes

hahahha woooo loev em i do yayyyyy thre ace

lol il do the starry eyes please noel (paula ur new nickname from me that)

Starry eyes

Many times i have glared out of my window,
on a night whether there be rain, sleet or snow.
I look at the stars - do they look back?
Did i just see santa waving his sack?
A stone throw at my window, oh it is paula and steph,
It must be cold - for i can see their breath.
'come down starry eyes' they say, smiles so broad,
And i figure i should, or else i will be bored.
With my deep brown eyes, a twinkle in them - i stare,
And watch the wind blow through paula's fine hair.
Steph has got the vcr, recording us all,
And we discuss that the earth compared to the rest is so small.
We spend the night talking, sharing such glee,
And the stars twinkle in my eyes, especially for me.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww You used them all Ste awwwww fab hunny *hugs*

Oh plz plz plz dont call me Noel.... (ill call u Sara if ya do!)

hahaha i wont hun, i wont!

Sara? wtf!!! hehe