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Post by thetomahawkkid1 on May 16, 2010 20:32:00 GMT
ha ha...........no, but he knows ah love im
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Post by penny on May 16, 2010 20:39:52 GMT
ha ha...........no, but he knows ah love im We all do.
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Post by craigiedee on May 17, 2010 8:33:49 GMT
Oh sod off ya bunch of big girls blouses !! lol xx
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Post by mehrtsfan on May 17, 2010 9:17:23 GMT
Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee, What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B? Spike Milligan Very funny guy and an illustration of how genius verges on insanity. A place I often find myself.Well perhaps not the genius bit anyway.
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Post by Catherine on May 17, 2010 18:52:22 GMT
;DGood call, Mehrty!!! ;D I like this one from Spike.......
A baby sardine saw her first submarine; She was scared and watched through a peephole. "Oh, come, come, come", said the sardine's Mum, "It's only a tin full of people".
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Post by sahb76 on May 17, 2010 22:39:04 GMT
I wrote this under the influence...
UNDERFOOT
Under stockinged foot when crushed don't look between the toes it oozes another snail dead disturbed from bed what a silly place it chooses.
I think I need medication And there's more
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Post by craigiedee on May 18, 2010 19:09:35 GMT
I wrote this under the influence... UNDERFOOT Under stockinged foot when crushed don't look between the toes it oozes another snail dead disturbed from bed what a silly place it chooses. I think I need medication And there's more Aye ... canny like !!
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Post by peterbarrow on May 19, 2010 1:10:28 GMT
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Post by Catherine on May 20, 2010 9:09:50 GMT
Sir Peter, my dear, you make one blush, I fear One's cheeks have flushed up, all rosy and pink! That's the cheeks on one's face - well, what other place? One is sure one don't know what you think!! ;D
Come on, Pete, more of your proper, really good poetic words
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Post by peterbarrow on Jun 2, 2010 23:04:56 GMT
" It Could Never Happen Here"(An Obituary)
A senseless slaughter of innocents, mown down in the street Old and young, lives just begun, now under the coroner's sheets Fruitful lives,now denied,we did not see their faces Never again will they be seen, in the old familiar places All their hopes, all their dreams, taken by a hand unseen It's happened before, it'll happen again - Yet we still hear that banal refrain " It couldn't happen here."
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Post by victor55 on Jun 2, 2010 23:10:50 GMT
" It Could Never Happen Here"(An Obituary)
A senseless slaughter of innocents, mown down in the street Old and young, lives just begun, now under the coroner's sheets Fruitful lives,now denied,we did not see their faces Never again will they be seen, in the old familiar places All their hopes, all their dreams, taken by a hand unseen It's happened before, it'll happen again - Yet we still hear that banal refrain " It couldn't happen here." well struck,ole boy
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Post by Catherine on Jun 3, 2010 6:20:17 GMT
" It Could Never Happen Here"(An Obituary)
A senseless slaughter of innocents, mown down in the street Old and young, lives just begun, now under the coroner's sheets Fruitful lives,now denied,we did not see their faces Never again will they be seen, in the old familiar places All their hopes, all their dreams, taken by a hand unseen It's happened before, it'll happen again - Yet we still hear that banal refrain " It couldn't happen here." Perfectly put, Sir Peter, may they rest in peace.
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Post by penny on Jun 3, 2010 21:49:50 GMT
" It Could Never Happen Here"(An Obituary)
A senseless slaughter of innocents, mown down in the street Old and young, lives just begun, now under the coroner's sheets Fruitful lives,now denied,we did not see their faces Never again will they be seen, in the old familiar places All their hopes, all their dreams, taken by a hand unseen It's happened before, it'll happen again - Yet we still hear that banal refrain " It couldn't happen here." A lot of food for thought there, Pete. Have a karma.
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Post by peterbarrow on Jun 4, 2010 18:39:16 GMT
I wrote this one in the pub yesterday Now the worrying starts or The World Cup Willies Will there be a cruciate or dreaded metatarsal? Have we got enough wingers now that Theo's back at Arsenal? And what about our formation ?(there's a poser for the nation) Do we play 4-2-4 or go 4-4-2? Maybe just have three at the back? I haven't a bloody clue! What about a midfield diamond? (I hadn't thought of that) But then who goes with Rooney when we do attack? Can Terry keep his trousers on with with waitresses around? Where do we keep our money when pickpockets abound? It's Winter in South Africa, so do we take our shorts? If we get arrested, can we avoid their courts? Can Rooney stay on the pitch and can our fans stay off it? Will the bars sting the fans to make a bigger profit? It's all too much for me alas; I'm off to take an early bath. And what comes on the news today? Ferdinand out with a knee injury (bet it's a sodding cruciate!) I suppose our brothers over the border are toasting the groundsman? Yep Thought so
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Post by caveman on Jun 4, 2010 20:08:25 GMT
Nope, i think its sad the the chap in question will miss out on playing in the World Cup, i dunno much about football, will he be too old next time round???
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Post by penny on Jun 7, 2010 17:18:45 GMT
Great poem, Well done, Pete.
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Post by Catherine on Jun 7, 2010 18:38:36 GMT
I wrote this one in the pub yesterday Now the worrying starts or The World Cup Willies Will there be a cruciate or dreaded metatarsal? Have we got enough wingers now that Theo's back at Arsenal? And what about our formation ?(there's a poser for the nation) Do we play 4-2-4 or go 4-4-2? Maybe just have three at the back? I haven't a bloody clue! What about a midfield diamond? (I hadn't thought of that) But then who goes with Rooney when we do attack? Can Terry keep his trousers on with with waitresses around? Where do we keep our money when pickpockets abound? It's Winter in South Africa, so do we take our shorts? If we get arrested, can we avoid their courts? Can Rooney stay on the pitch and can our fans stay off it? Will the bars sting the fans to make a bigger profit? It's all too much for me alas; I'm off to take an early bath. And what comes on the news today? Ferdinand out with a knee injury (bet it's a sodding cruciate!) I suppose our brothers over the border are toasting the groundsman? Yep Thought so Super topical and so very spot on!! The Bard of Barrow scores again ;D
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Post by solidbodylovesongs on Jun 10, 2010 7:32:03 GMT
me and my honey in our cozy chair drinking beer at midnight in our underwear two sleepy people by dawns early light too much in love to say goodnight
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Post by peterbarrow on Jun 18, 2010 16:20:02 GMT
Fell out with bob (box of bolts) so bought a new puter (bill - not paid for yet!) Anyway, a World Cup update (running a bit late here) AND SO IT BEGINS! OR HERE WE GO AGAIN! So now the waiting's over and the tournament's begun A kaleidescope of colour, under an African sun Bafana, Bafana! (The Boys, The Boys!) is heard on every street And the ubuquitous vuvuzelas drown out the Latin beats And what about the football? Most early games were draws Well, that was up to yesterday when the sodding Krauts scored four! And now we get to England the pride of all the nation We could't pass the flaming ball - It was football constipation! We started off like lightning with a goal from Stevie G Then just before half-time Oh, dearie, dearie me! It wasn't reelly Greenie's fault He said he couldn't help it But now he's being villified As though he wears a Nazi helmet! It's the same old situation We've seen it all before Just remember the Blitz me lads Trafalgar and Agincourt!!!![/center][/color][/color]
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Post by Catherine on Jun 18, 2010 17:48:17 GMT
Fell out with bob (box of bolts) so bought a new puter (bill - not paid for yet!) Anyway, a World Cup update (running a bit late here) AND SO IT BEGINS! OR HERE WE GO AGAIN! So now the waiting's over and the tournament's begun A kaleidescope of colour, under an African sun Bafana, Bafana! (The Boys, The Boys!) is heard on every street And the ubuquitous vuvuzelas drown out the Latin beats And what about the football? Most early games were draws Well, that was up to yesterday when the sodding Krauts scored four! And now we get to England the pride of all the nation We could't pass the flaming ball - It was football constipation! We started off like lightning with a goal from Stevie G Then just before half-time Oh, dearie, dearie me! It wasn't reelly Greenie's fault He said he couldn't help it But now he's being villified As though he wears a Nazi helmet! It's the same old situation We've seen it all before Just remember the Blitz me lads Trafalgar and Agincourt!!!! [/center][/color][/color] [/quote] GOAL!!!! and RESULT!!!!!! Karma to Sir Peter and his new computer and latest pome......if the England team could read THIS level of support - they would win - hands ( and teflon gloves) down!!
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Post by penny on Jun 18, 2010 18:35:02 GMT
Another great poem Pete! (I hope your remembering to write these down this time)
Have a karma from me too. x
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Post by caveman on Jun 18, 2010 22:42:07 GMT
Good stuff Pete, keep it coming, believe it or not, i actually feel sorry for the poor goalie that fumbled, we all make mistakes.
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Post by peterbarrow on Jun 28, 2010 14:33:44 GMT
Whilst I'm trying to think of something printable to write about yesterday's debacle (my rhymes for luck, punt and hats just won't do!) here's a quickie -
WIMBLEDON
Andy Murray's up for it (says he's Scottish, not a Brit ) Go on Andy do your best don't be like Tim and all the rest
Now into the second week and our Andy's looking sleek Serve and volley ; lob and smash Our boy's cutting such a dash!
(to be continued)
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Post by penny on Jun 28, 2010 14:58:12 GMT
Another good one Pete!
Can't wait to read the next instalment!
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Post by thetomahawkkid1 on Jun 28, 2010 18:53:43 GMT
the england team aboard the plane they jumped it was time to come home coz they were humped
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