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!

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?

Shrek Comiclife

by DF

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.

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.