haha good one ste

Yay!!!!!!!!!! see if you keep up the thread wont fall will it????

Title:The garage

Ooooooooo Good Title Paula

The garage...

Theres a new room in town, where the junkies go,
As well as pete, no other people know.
Its our little own room, for our own fun,
And maybe sometimes we have sonofagun.
I went in there, just to be alone,
But paula thought she'd liven the tone.
So in came my friends, we had so much of a laugh,
It made me think the other rooms were naff.
No idiots chatting for the same old stuff,
Whether if its to see a **** or a bit of muff.
Just us in the garage, but not one is a tool,
The garage is the place to be on pool.
So i hope this little era don't come to an end,
For a lot of my time, in the garage i'll spend.
Take your motor car, and visit some time,
But remember its just us, at around midnight time.

Yay!!!!!! Nah am gonna find a secret room Ste lmao!

Bottom of the page agen ....

Title: Lies

Was on the other page lmao!

Lies

Lies are a thing made to trick the mind,
And its never a good thing to be telling lies.
They are meant to decieve and hide the truth,
Until it comes out that you have no proof.
But what if lies are used to not hurt another,
Be it a friend, a cousin, a mate or a brother.
See lies can be bad, but temporarily ease,
The pain to someone who may fall to their knees.
I always tell the truth, even when i lie,
Sometimes i mean hello, when i say goodbye.
Lies can be a joke, i tell a lot of joke,
I can say i am a very decietful, funny bloke.
If you lie all your life you will have no friend,
And your life will be at a miserable end.
So be pure and honest, truthful with woe,
And to the happiest afterlife you should go.

OMFG this was on the next page


STE!!!!! whats going on hun??

(hmmm not enough titles?/ poets?/ Too many other threads?)

No idea. I'll have to sort my life out i guess!

Oooooooooo good poem Ste i posted b4 i saw it lol, so u want this thread to end then??? ill cry if ya do

NO i dont want it to end!!!!

NOR ME u know i love this thread Ste..........


Title: Never ending

Never Ending

We love this thread, it will never end,
And every day some time i spend,
Conversing a poem, for you to read,
A poem that we all surely need.
It has gone for so long, started for me as a joke,
Until i saw a poem from a bloke.
I thought 'Why not?' and put one here,
Poems about women, food and beer.
More about love and pain and hurt,
Ready to write a poem, thats a dead cert.
So i just type randomly, and make it rhyme,
Never stopping, and taking time.
It just falls out onto this page,
Poems about this day and age.
And this never-ending thread will stay the same,
With the same titles, and the same names.
We all like a good poem, so why ever not?
I hope this thread, is never forgot.

Yes!!! I luv it And as long as you do poems will be here reading them

Weyyy love em Ste


Title: ..... People...

Keep 'em coming stephy .....i wuv this thread

I will dont worry i wuv it too

People

Some people are nice, some people are kind,
Some people are a girl with a great behind.
Some people are men who love to fight,
Some people are friends that take you out friday night.
Some people are helpful, so people are rude,
Some people are smelly, let alone crude.
Some people are randy, some people are not,
Some people make love, whilst some have forgot.
Some people play funky, some haven't found it yet,
But im sure people would love this site, i bet.
Some people are trendy, as trendy as me,
Some people called nigel, some people called Ste.
I know a lot of people, on here i have friends,
And type away we do, and the night never ends.
But people, yes people, make the world spin away,
I see so many people, on each and every day.

Wooooooo love it Ste

Me Too