Pauline.

Theres a grey old woman, sat on her own,
Who speaks to her son in a low, upset tone.
She speaks down to him, coincides with his life,
Telling him stories that she heard of his wife.
She interferes with the daughter, jealous I think,
She pushes poor Martin to the very brink.
A little dog she has, her very own friend,
But the legacy of Pauline, here does not end.
She has a husband now, goes by the name of Joe,
His role is to catch up, as he's a bit slow.
So I hear Pauline, dies at the end of this year,
It couldn't come sooner, oh the end is so near.
Despised by all, a real shrivelled old bint,
So let me give you readers a really small hint:
I dont call Paula, Pauline, to say she is bad,
I do it for the wind-up, I know that she gets mad.
Its playful really, as really close friends do,
So from now I'll stick to Paula, I dont want to see you blue.

Hey thats really good that Ste......lol

btw you make me laff too much for me to be blue *hugs*

lol that was gr8 Ste, im neva gonna beat it
Ste jus born natural
ill giv it a go =/

JSG/Paula

A very long time ago, this world was so boring
untill a baby come in, so beautiful and adoring
she goes by the name of paula
and she got a husband who she says is taller
they both hav laughs and fun together
and they will never split up..... NEVER!
then they found a little cool site
and they could tell it wasnt a bag of sh ite!
so they explored it and found the game
since then, there life was never the same
then they found the forums, which they met ME!
and i became friends with Paula and Ste
Paula is so caring, wonderfull and fun
and shes on a cruise which she sunbathes in the sun
on this site she got a new nickname
and since then she has got alot of fame
that nicky was JSG, she likes to sing a song
at first i always spelt her name wrong!?
but now its right, we are like a big family
but other people would say "dont b so silly"

enought about the site, we need more of paula!
coz now shes on here, the sites more cooler
she likes to read myn and Ste's poems
but to no her you gotta NO'EM
she stays on here, till the dark stary night
where on the cruise i gav her a fright
shes so silly, but again so pretty
and when shes drunk, im a bit witty
now the world is so much fun
as a new arrivle has COME!!!!!!

Woooooooooooo those peoms where amazing!!!!! Ruddan im impressed ures are Brill!!

*hugs* for ste ures are always good

Title: ... Bars

wot bars do u mean Stephy (thanks)

Bars: Pub e.t.c
Bars: Gold BARS

WOOOOooooooooooo Lmao great
Good title Stylie....ruddan i think she means Bars as in pubs/clubs....

oh dear, bars eh ??........*mind works overtime*

Lmao!

Bars!

Very soon my whole life will be turned upside down,
As I fly my own nest, and leave my home town.
I shall experience different things, eating cheap food in jars,
And going for drinks in so many new bars.
Many different drinks, with many different mates,
Going in one of those disco's where you have to wear skates.
Oh the happiness builds up, as I think about those nights,
Away from all the yobs here, away from all the fights.
Ha! Oh people, you dont know how joyful I am,
Eating so much toast, robbing tins of spam.
So many parties, and things just alike,
A free little world of mine, my own mountain to hike.
But back to the bars, where there are many a maid,
And thinking of the beer games, that we have all played.
Argh this poems poo, Im in a rush so I shall go,
To the place Im about to run, you just dont want to know!

Soz i really needed the bog

If you decide to walk down this poetry path,
Then surely boy, you shall feel my wrath.
I shall puzzle you with words unseen,
And make you question whether you are so keen.
With alliteration, similies and rhyme,
I shall be certain to make this a horrid time.
With complexity looming, and thoughts span out,
This for you my boy, will be the dreadfull drought.
I shall remain on the throne, king of the thread,
With the crown of poems resting on my head.
With the experience of an owl, the thoughts of a lord,
I should take out my sharpest ever poetry sword.
And slay the thought that rests in your mind,
That you can challenge me and slap my behind.
For this just flows, no planning as such,
And people long to see my poems so very much.
Is it a challenge? Are we now at war?
For I'll produce poems like you've never seen before.

Edited at 15:29 Mon 18/09/06 (BST)

WOOOOOOO ste amazing very good

Woooooooooo Ste great Poems!!!

can sum1 giv me a title pweaseeeeee

Ok ermmmm

Title: Ring

mmmm sorry steph i cant, i gotta go boxing now, leave it for Ste or u can leave one 4 Ste and that one 4 me!

Woooooooooooo Good poems!! Ruddan u never done one for Bars!!!!!!!!

Ohhh yeah ruddan do the bars one