Food

One thing that puts me in a good mood,
Is when i get home and can smell the food.
Cooking at the oven, two hundred degrees,
I cannot help but to drop to my knees.
Peering through the door, i see chicken and chips,
And with the sight of all this i always lick my lips.
And sit at the table with and eager face,
Until the wife puts the food at my place.
Then i dig in with the cutlery, slicing away,
And when i am finished on the sofa i lay.
Food is glorious, keeps me so energetic,
And without the boost of food, life would be so pathetic.
So as i write this i think about some food downstairs,
And so i finish now, well im hungry! - Its only fair.

Wooooooooo Wooooooooo Ste hmmmmmmmmm u havent made me a bacon butty for ages have ya?


Title:Cushions

Thou hath sat on my sofa too many times,
And made all my sweet cushions flat.
So i come on this here site, to express the rhyme,
And maybe you will learn to give the cushions a pat.

They sit there everyday, waiting to give ease,
And to rest up a back which is sore.
They can be used when praying, right under the knees,
And i have rested with them, many times before.

In front of the fire, is where we would lay,
A cushion underneath to keep sweet.
Then on the rug is where we would play,
Stroking and touching our feet.

Cushins to wrestle, when we were small boys,
Slamming and fighting them on the floor.
Then when we got older, we rid of our toys,
And we dont fight the cushions - not no more.

I wish i was a cushion nothing to do
If I was a cushion though i would have to be blue
Cause pink just isnt my colour don't you agree ?
Maybe I'd suit yellow ... oh which would suit me ?

All I have to do is sit there and watch the world go by.
Although when i get thrown and sat on...It just makes you want to cry
I lead an easy life .... along with the chair i lead on
But now i am rejected..In the charity shop
who would want to by me with nothing inside me I just flop

No home to go to I stay in a corner... longing....
I just want love...just some belonging ..
So a kid walks in and he picks me up
Mum .... Mum can have it .. its blue like my cup
So i get whisked away again...
Were will i end up ..who knows..



Edited at 16:28 Tue 6/06/06 (BST)

awwwwwww yayyyyyyyy i loveeeeee them

title:.......Sparkle/s

Well done......YET again

yep come we need more great poems

Sparkles.

I remember sitting on a hill at the peak of night,
With my girlfriend and some of the guys.
There would be the moon there giving out light,
And i would see the sparkle in her beautiful eyes.

And as the cold drew in, i would give her my top,
And cuddle her until she was warm.
When the clouds hid the moon, the kissing would never stop,
I felt between her and its beauty i was surely torn.

Then we would wake in the mist of the morn,
Again the sun would sparkle her glare.
We would run through gold fields that were full of corn,
Then collapse together hidden, to lay and to stare.

It was bliss for us both, making love there and then,
And later prepare to head home.
The time we headed off was quarter past ten.
And i would sit on my bed, and sparkle alone.

Awwwwwwww Ste thats great that one



Title: Toothpaste

awwwwwww ste yeah that was great

good title

Toothpaste

Colgate toothpaste, red white and blue,
probably used by me and by you.
Onto the toothbrush, in morning and night,
Making our teeth a beautiful sight.

So minty and fresh, i feel so clean,
A lot brighter than they had previously been.
In a circular motion, and scrubbing the back,
Preventing decay, and fighting the plaque.

Wonderful toothpaste, then rinse with Oral B,
Gurgle in the mouth, and out of the mouth of me.
A quick gasp and a shimmer, looking in the glass,
Smiling at all the cute girls as they pass.

So never forget, to clean your teeth and the gum,
But dont use the same brush cleaning your bum.
So later on tonight, a brush and a smile,
Then wait until the morning, but i'll rest for the while.

LOVE IT Ha hahaha

WOOOO i love it toooooo.....

OK title.......World Cup (had to do it )

Oooooo they r gonna luv that title stephy

World Cup

So here it is, once again four years by,
The world cup is here once again.
Last time i saw disappointed men cry,
And i too felt the sadness, the hurt and the pain.

But now we are mighty, the lions are back,
To carry the gold trophy home.
With the worlds best players all rolled to one pack,
We will sit in our well deserved throne.

So come on England, lets party in the street,
Let the super lions roar on the pitch.
Let them baffle the others with the skills of their feet,
And put the enemy back there, into the ditch.

I will watch all the way with a beer in hand,
And cheer till my voice has all gone.
Before i die i should see the trophy back on our land,
And my encouragement shows with the voice of our song!

Woooooooooooo i bet that one jst flowed with ease Ste hahaha well done

WOOOOO Ste that was great..... Come on England!!!!!

Four years flew by
Since the ultimate brazil
Lifted the trophy to the sky
They overcome the mighty hill

Seaman let us down
When big ron lobbed him
In the net he was a clown
And left the place a villian

But this year we wont fall
We have peter crouch
About 8 foot tall
To lead the England attack

Come on England !!

England have as much chance of winning the World Cup as a........

Girraffe wearing dark glasses has, of trying to get into a "Polar Bears Only" nightclub.

I like those odds

My tip for the world cup.. Czech republic if they get out of their group