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Have been away a while - Flu bug! Yuk! Still coughing!

How are you all?  Looks like we need a dose of Pink and Fluffy on here.  Goodness me what a to do!

I can just see Miki in those fluffy boots now - not sure about the bunny outfit though! 

How about a bit of poetry...........................?  Your own of course!

Something light and humerous, cheeky perhaps ( but not rude).  Lets see what you can come up with.  Smile everyone[:D]

Here is my contribution..........................

Hen Night.

 

I once went to a hen  night,

Where the girls had booked a stripper,

But, when he arrived, to our surprise,

He was wearing tartan slippers.

We would have been suspicious,

If we hadn’t been  too drunk,

And  we couldn’t see him properly,

He was dressed up like a monk,

Just then the music started,

Boy, he really knew this game,

But I wondered why all through the dance,

He used a Zimmer frame.

Then his robes were flung off,

To reveal a mass of wrinkly skin,

It’s amazing how quick you sober up,

When reality sets in.

All he wore was a fig leaf,

When he finally dropped his cape,

Which was carefully positioned,

And held on by sticky tape.

By now we should have been prepared,

For when he dropped the wilting fern,

‘Cos they’d only got the number wrong,

And booked at Age Concern!

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there once was a poster named Le Bouffon

who went on a working trip the the United Kingdom

he drove a big truck and couldnt give a rubberduck

to all on the living france forum...boom boom

 

 

 

sorry best I could think of!

oh heres another.

A deaf, mute man goes into a chemist and wants a toothbrush , so makes an action of cleaning his teeth. he pays for the toothbrush and leaves the shop.

A blind man goes into the chemist for a pair of sunglasses, how does he get his needs across? 

 

 

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He says ` a pair of sunglasses please`

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There once was a forum, on France,

Round the Mods, all the members would dance,

Then one fatal day,

Mods sent right away,

A member who happened, by chance,

 

To be popular, some of the time,

Whilst his posts could be labelled as slime,

By some, whilst others would cry,

Foul move! You telleth a lie!

He wasn't so bad,

Just a bit of a lad,

I'm feeling right sad,

Now that he has been banned,

From this forum; a crime!

 

Now after a bit,

As reality hit,

And the outcome of passion and ire,

Was digested by most,

In a frenzy of post,

To the forum, by many and some,

Like a breath of fresh air,

Was tranquillity there,

As tempers calmed down,

And as smile replaced frown,

'Twas seen as a temporary fit.

 

We value our right,

To take up the good fight,

On behalf of our chums and their views,

But surely we must,

Always try and be just,

And retain a perspective or two,

Or we injure our self,

Perhaps risk our own health,

And the future of forum delight.

 

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Oh what a beautifull morning

oh what a beautifull day

I `ve just had a telephone call

telling me `my hubby is coming my way`

 

change music here

Hello mother , hello father,

Here I am at the French /Spanish border

Sun is shining

Satelites working

And i`m off in a mo 

to watch Ronnie on the tele!

 

 

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The boy stood on the burning deck

By the size of his shoes, he thought what the heck

Mrs. Opas sits firmly on her throne

While she's with us, she's not alone

The Ali Cats are covered in spots

While Mrs. Tresco composts into pots

True what you said Harley dear

Not many good poets around 'ere   [:'(]

Hope when FK has finished his brack

He'll come out as usual and knock us aback...

 

 

 

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[quote user="TWINKLE"]

Oh there are, there are...we're just more poetic after 10 pm. 

 Wait 'til to-night[;-)]

[/quote]

Can't wait - I wonder what else you all do better after 10pm........................................................................[;-)]

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Mrs Animal is so very beautiful,

So Beautiful to our eyes, and so very beautiful in her heart

I have never gazed upon her with my own eyes, but yet  I see her everyday 

I see her everyday in her magical words

I see her lovelyness and her kindness through these words

Words of gentleness and love for all this worlds creatures

Her words are so sincere and so thoughtfull and always fill me with happiness

When she speaks, I am looking at the most beautiful flowers

When she speaks, I am hearing the songs of the birds

The birds of the tree that only she can see

The beautiful tree that she has planted for the birds I hear

You are the song of the bluebird

you are the scent of the blue rose

You are the very beautiful,  Mrs Animal.

[kiss]

 

 

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[quote user="Christine Animal"]

Hope when FK has finished his brack

He'll come out as usual and knock us aback... [/quote]

NO KIDDING!!![:'(]

Tresco is pining

Tho' some call it whining

Old Nixter just dumped her

For Christine - the Flirter

Her fake blue lenses

Have pickled his senses

So next time he's Squealing

Or Mewling or Bleating

It's Pippin who get's it

And this time I mean it!

 

[IMG]http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i76/twinm/pippinandtog.jpg[/IMG]

 

Only kidding Mr Nix![:-))]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My head is hurting

Ironing 'a waiting

Husband is moaning

Mod's 'a frowning

Since I came roaming

Upon this forum

Nothing 'a rhyming

Since I've been living

17 years in this country...

I  know it doesn't rhyme but I love you all so much![kiss]

 

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Mrs Tresco was a gorgeous young fairy

untill one day she became a Goblin, all quare and hairy

She lived in a forest with an Elf and his dog

Spending her time torturing Pippin and Tog

She kidnaps me Pug,  me gerbil and rabbit

she really needs counceling to kick the habit

She cooks them in gin with a drop of brandy

but keeps the ears as they come in handy

Her cat is deaf and he never hears

so she can't get enough of those rabbits ears

Cats with rabbits ears are just not right

Like transit vans with false boobies, their  a quare owl sight

Then one day while having a tinkle

she met a busty blue cat by the name of Twinkle

They dance and sing and have frolics galore

and her Elf is kicked out, the poor little whore

She eat his dog with great delight

then her and Twinkle go clubbing all night

He has turned to the drink and crack cocaine

and now lives in a bedsit in Mudskippers Lane

Now Tresco and  Twinkle are happy and gay

making fake cats from rubber and hay

Any left over rubber, says chubby young Twinkle

I want you to make me a lovely big winkle.

[kiss]

 

 

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