Monday, 29 June 2009
Friday, 26 June 2009
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
Im making a box full of things that are funny!!!
I’m making a box full of things that are funny,
Including my cousin when she looses lots of money,
Megan’s puppies are included in this little box,
So you better watch out that they don’t chew your socks,
In McDonalds my brother stuffs his face,
So I guess her will loose in a race,
Also when my cousin gets her McFlurry all over her clothes,
She will soon go home and do a right good pose,
I will watch Spongebob everyday,
And never go and waste my life away
By ST
Including my cousin when she looses lots of money,
Megan’s puppies are included in this little box,
So you better watch out that they don’t chew your socks,
In McDonalds my brother stuffs his face,
So I guess her will loose in a race,
Also when my cousin gets her McFlurry all over her clothes,
She will soon go home and do a right good pose,
I will watch Spongebob everyday,
And never go and waste my life away
By ST
Funny Poem by JC
I’m making a box full of things that are funny
Like that scaff that goes to the shop to collect some money
I laugh at the fat people who waddle up the hill
So they can get their chocolate cakes that they kill for
But when they have to come back down the hill they just roll back home
So they can jump on their little foam chair
When I’m in America I see people in their kitchens stabbing cereal boxes
Because they are serial killers
With their big bushy eyebrows that smell like a pump
When I see nits in people’s hair I feel sick
When they jump from heads to heads
Like that scaff that goes to the shop to collect some money
I laugh at the fat people who waddle up the hill
So they can get their chocolate cakes that they kill for
But when they have to come back down the hill they just roll back home
So they can jump on their little foam chair
When I’m in America I see people in their kitchens stabbing cereal boxes
Because they are serial killers
With their big bushy eyebrows that smell like a pump
When I see nits in people’s hair I feel sick
When they jump from heads to heads
When I am an old fart
I shall wear body armour with a motorbike helmet that is red which doesn’t go.
I shall spend my pension on a hearts top, lacoste trainers and t bags and say we have no money for butter.
I shall bomb Osama Binladin’s house and nick his wife
And take over Easter road and Celtic park
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall pee in the rain and poo in other people’s gardens
And learn to wipe.
You can wear terrible Hats
and grow more fat and eat poo or cockroaches for a week
and hoard nuts magazines, guns, grenades and things in boxes.
So people who know me are not to shocked and surprised.
By JA and KW
I shall wear body armour with a motorbike helmet that is red which doesn’t go.
I shall spend my pension on a hearts top, lacoste trainers and t bags and say we have no money for butter.
I shall bomb Osama Binladin’s house and nick his wife
And take over Easter road and Celtic park
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall pee in the rain and poo in other people’s gardens
And learn to wipe.
You can wear terrible Hats
and grow more fat and eat poo or cockroaches for a week
and hoard nuts magazines, guns, grenades and things in boxes.
So people who know me are not to shocked and surprised.
By JA and KW
My Warning by RMc
When I am an old pensioner I shall wear a G star top with Nike cottons which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on alcohol and mini motorbikes
And the shows when they come. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And smash windows and steal motorbikes and steal from Tesco. And keep a mini base ball bat in my bag encase I am mugged
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out and strip in the rain
And pee in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shoes and grow more fat
And eat junk food or Chinese at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard homeless people in ma house and party till I am purple and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear lacoste tracksuits .
And I shall spend my pension on alcohol and mini motorbikes
And the shows when they come. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And smash windows and steal motorbikes and steal from Tesco. And keep a mini base ball bat in my bag encase I am mugged
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out and strip in the rain
And pee in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shoes and grow more fat
And eat junk food or Chinese at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard homeless people in ma house and party till I am purple and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear lacoste tracksuits .
Funny Poem
I’m making a box full of things that are funny because when it is sunny I eat loads honey. Cause when it is nice I start loads of fights and when I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath. I laugh at teachers when they are cross I hope to god he won’t be my boss.
KS..x
KS..x
Funny Poem
I’m making a box full of things that are funny because when it is sunny I eat loads honey. Cause when it is nice I start loads of fights and when I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath. I laugh at teachers when they are cross I hope to god he won’t be my boss.
KS..x
KS..x
I’m making a box full of things that are funny
I’m making a box full of things that are funny
Like my friend’s name sunny
And an elephant that is in a hurry
My cat that is as fat as two boxes of honey
My teacher thinks she is funny
But my friend Kieran is funny
Like my friend’s name sunny
And an elephant that is in a hurry
My cat that is as fat as two boxes of honey
My teacher thinks she is funny
But my friend Kieran is funny
box full of things that are funny
I’m making a box full of things that are funny.
Like playing army of 2 it gives you a sore tummy.
Like cars crashing and people in a thrash
Grannies on bikes popping wheelies in a flash.
Like Lee Evans live at the o2 you’ll laugh so much it’ll make you poo.
And a special curry that makes it go runny
This is my box full of things that are funny.
Like playing army of 2 it gives you a sore tummy.
Like cars crashing and people in a thrash
Grannies on bikes popping wheelies in a flash.
Like Lee Evans live at the o2 you’ll laugh so much it’ll make you poo.
And a special curry that makes it go runny
This is my box full of things that are funny.
Funny Poems
I’m making a box full of things that are funny .
Cause when it is sunny I eat loads of hunny.
When it is nice there are loads of fights.
When I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath.
I laugh at teachers when they are cross
That they are not my boss.
Cause when it is sunny I eat loads of hunny.
When it is nice there are loads of fights.
When I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath.
I laugh at teachers when they are cross
That they are not my boss.
Funny Poems
I’m making a box full of things that are funny .
Cause when it is sunny I eat loads of hunny.
When it is nice there are loads of fights.
When I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath.
I laugh at teachers when they are cross
That they are not my boss.
Cause when it is sunny I eat loads of hunny.
When it is nice there are loads of fights.
When I need a laugh I get Demi to through me in the bath.
I laugh at teachers when they are cross
That they are not my boss.
I’m making a box full of things that are funny,
Like Spongebob’s farts that are so runny.
A fishmonger chopping a live fish,
To serve someone a large dish.
Hippopotamuses that are chunky,
Like a monkey trying to get funky.
A dead biscuit on the floor,
And Spongebob’s granny knocking at my door.
Some grannies on their bikes,
Talking about their likes.
A bald guy having no hair,
Telling people to do a dare.
Like Spongebob’s farts that are so runny.
A fishmonger chopping a live fish,
To serve someone a large dish.
Hippopotamuses that are chunky,
Like a monkey trying to get funky.
A dead biscuit on the floor,
And Spongebob’s granny knocking at my door.
Some grannies on their bikes,
Talking about their likes.
A bald guy having no hair,
Telling people to do a dare.
Poem
I'm making a box full of things that are funny,
like my puppies who bark at money.
With a bad dancer who always falls,
Or my mum when she roams the halls.
Whenever some says something is "the bomb",
I start laughing and shout my brother Tom.
-MK.-x!
like my puppies who bark at money.
With a bad dancer who always falls,
Or my mum when she roams the halls.
Whenever some says something is "the bomb",
I start laughing and shout my brother Tom.
-MK.-x!
Training Puppies
When Hudson was a puppy
He thought he was the boss
He chewed on things and barked a lot
And made our neighbours cross
And so I had to train him
I thought it would take longer
He had his dinner after me
To show him I was stronger
It took about three days at most
Before he learned the game
I wonder how long my new S2
Will take to learn the same?
He thought he was the boss
He chewed on things and barked a lot
And made our neighbours cross
And so I had to train him
I thought it would take longer
He had his dinner after me
To show him I was stronger
It took about three days at most
Before he learned the game
I wonder how long my new S2
Will take to learn the same?
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
scorpio
Carpe Diem
Rm&Mf
Ac&Dj
To see the land in a dessert of sand
Thou thee young scorpions stinger is grand.
To thee heavens ye go, from that wee scorpio
To grasp new life between the gates of paradise
The sun should truly shine
Eternity in thy love the gift from above
Thee poisonous venom from that wild beast
The Cactus dry and deceased
That prick of pain
Until one is broken all soft and moist
For that we all share
Thy' Loaf O' Bread.
Thy’ Loaf O’ Bread.
Oh bread oh bread oh ye’ bread,
How lovely ye’ may be.
For now you are fresh,
For tomorrow you may be stale.
That male, oh how he kneaded you.
You are my yeast,
You make me rise.
If I get you it will be the ultimate prize.
I could be the filling in your sandwich,
When I’m with you, I feel rich.
For you, I would take an oath,
For you, are my daily loaf
S.R, N.E, L.C, S.B, K.B.
Oh bread oh bread oh ye’ bread,
How lovely ye’ may be.
For now you are fresh,
For tomorrow you may be stale.
That male, oh how he kneaded you.
You are my yeast,
You make me rise.
If I get you it will be the ultimate prize.
I could be the filling in your sandwich,
When I’m with you, I feel rich.
For you, I would take an oath,
For you, are my daily loaf
S.R, N.E, L.C, S.B, K.B.
Tomato
It was love at first sight,
My heart skipped a beat with tremendous might.
I knew it was you I wanted so much.
You were sweet, you were ripe, pure to the touch.
I awaited the day, your vine would release you.
That day took to long, it was to late to reach you.
As my heart deeply saddened, the vine set you free.
You're wrinkled, you're rotten, you're no good to me.
jordan & taylz!
Carpe Diem. NB & LMc
Oh ye rosebud
so beautiful and moist
As your roots tangle amongst others
on to you mine body foist.
Thee cannot await your smell
now you are a beautiful bluebell
We must hurry before autumn arrives
we have to do it before the suns arrise.
As i take your hand
in holy matrimony
the doves all sing
in perfect harmony.
Oh ye bluebell
once beautiful and moist
i await you once more
for now i cant foist.
For now thee will party
and try to waste time
for when i reach heaven
you will be mine.
Monday, 22 June 2009
CARPE DIEM
Carpe Diem Poetry…
My love for you grows faster
than French vines.
So let them grow around you until your mine.
We could bask in the pleasures of our silk heaven.
Our blood would intertwine and my feelings would only strengthen
Boundaries of my love would know nothing else than to lengthen.
Time would stand still as my love would pour into your chalice
My roses are now in season and are ready for your palace.
So let us wait no more
As you are the only I adore
As days go by I become infatuated even more.
D.M AND A.T
My love for you grows faster
than French vines.
So let them grow around you until your mine.
We could bask in the pleasures of our silk heaven.
Our blood would intertwine and my feelings would only strengthen
Boundaries of my love would know nothing else than to lengthen.
Time would stand still as my love would pour into your chalice
My roses are now in season and are ready for your palace.
So let us wait no more
As you are the only I adore
As days go by I become infatuated even more.
D.M AND A.T
Vegetable love
That petal of beauty still grows vastly
curved sides, along with those pin roots
Let those red rubies grasp the passion as it will come to an end
as in your last hour you will dwell over desires unforfilled
so sport us, thorough dreams
Let us devour in which dark streams froth
We shall transpire and unite as one
as you expose flesh to me it will be amoured by me lady, you deserve this state
as one day it will all decompose that cabbage will rot with desease and no more will lust be offered and suffer you will.
curved sides, along with those pin roots
Let those red rubies grasp the passion as it will come to an end
as in your last hour you will dwell over desires unforfilled
so sport us, thorough dreams
Let us devour in which dark streams froth
We shall transpire and unite as one
as you expose flesh to me it will be amoured by me lady, you deserve this state
as one day it will all decompose that cabbage will rot with desease and no more will lust be offered and suffer you will.
carpe diem poetry by tony and brad
A snake can take thy beauty but so can mine
so like the noughts let us intertwine
thy poison travels through us and will kill us before dawn
my vegetables are fully grown but will be dead before morn
the burrow of the snake is lost to him
but thee deny him access from the well where he drinks the water
and the ever rusting challis
so like the noughts let us intertwine
thy poison travels through us and will kill us before dawn
my vegetables are fully grown but will be dead before morn
the burrow of the snake is lost to him
but thee deny him access from the well where he drinks the water
and the ever rusting challis
The dog
I can be big or small
Or even thick or thin
We have wet and cold noses
Long and rough tongues
We can be soft or rough
And our teeth can bite
Mans best friend that what I am
The one you cuddle into at night
The one you like to walk
I need the attention
Some loving and caring
I’m hungry over you
Climbing to get to you
Where our noses like to explore
Yes dogs know love best.
Thursday, 18 June 2009
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