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Author: | Mister G [ Tue Oct 14, 2008 3:34 pm ] |
Post subject: | What ever happened to the "Poetry Corner" forum? |
Lovely, lovely caffeine, you are my friend. Lovely, lovely caffeine, I hope you never end. You wake me in the morning; You keep me going 'til bed; And after 12 hours of auditions, you bring order to my head. A latte or espresso, Or just plain Nescafe It doesn't matter where you're from But come on down my way. You make me do things FASTER Or so it seems to me And that is why I love you, for you bring me energy. But as I sit at work now Waiting for rehearsal time You're what gets me through to Thursday, O coffee cup of mine. |
Author: | amyg [ Tue Oct 14, 2008 4:34 pm ] |
Post subject: | Re: What ever happened to the "Poetry Corner" forum? |
Aww Gregor, that's beautiful. Biggart Baillie really get their money's worth from you don't they? I'll award a prize for the best poem with the title "Ode to Slutty Gypsies" |
Author: | Moony3264 [ Tue Oct 14, 2008 5:58 pm ] |
Post subject: | Re: What ever happened to the "Poetry Corner" forum? |
I don't have a sluuty gypsy one but I did write this... Ode to an Elegant Hat How I envy you, O elegant hat And how your ribbon matches with Escamillo’s cravat How I wish my head you would crown So I could be the most elegant in town. Carmen may give Don Jose a private dance But against the elegant hat he doesn’t stand a chance And Carmen is not the real reason Escamillo and Jose had a spat Don Jose was just jealous of the elegant hat. by Laura Bauld x |
Author: | EwieSpewie [ Wed Oct 15, 2008 11:13 am ] |
Post subject: | Re: What ever happened to the "Poetry Corner" forum? |
Ode to slutty gypsies Long long ago so long ago I hardly know when my great great grandmother now and then stepped out with a gypsy... Oh, no, that's been done hasn't it? How about: Ode to slutty gypsies How I long To feel the strong hand of a gypsy lady Your shoulders show and your legs bow from riding too many horses You dance for me and I feel free of the pressures of daily life My loins you heat until I'm right (pronounce 'reet') turned on and horny, lass For you this ode has long been owed along with £50 for the dances E. |
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