Really shouldn't do this when I'm drunk, but here goes
If I could offer you one single momentThen, surely, I would offer you an eternityIf for one second I promised to think of youCould you spend a lifetime thinking of me ?
But ifs are like whispers on the breezeComing and goingEbbing and flowingWhilst it's easy to pleaseThey're forgotten with ease
So, I'll give you a momentIf you'll give me half a chanceAnd I'll think of our futureWhile you consider a dance
PS: I like wearing girls' hot-pants
Tell me Mr Python,
Curling around that tree,
Wouldn't you like to make yourself,
A dinner out of me.
Tell me Mr Python,
It can't be all that fun,
Crushing up peoples bones,
Whilst they wriggle in your tum.
Thank you to Mr Spike Milligan
Some people think he is mental,
Few people may think he's mad.
But clearly it's so simple,
He's just a little lad.
His jokes we find so funny,
Silly songs he loves to sing.
Makes everyday seem sunny,
So Stuey never change a thing. xx
bikers come bikers go wish one would hang on for a mo![ladies version!]sporty types with racing leathers an full face mystery,l!cruiser types with jeans an fancy boots,chrome an sheen replacing lean an mean, to pose is all with open faces,hey!look at me! noise is all but so what? !to get on the rd on mr HD or not is whats hot!
Very good.
RC showed me a copy of the Christmas carol book other BM members compiled a year or two ago...it was so funny...
Perhaps another one should be compiled but with all the lymerics, jokes, poems written by our latest membership?
RC - what do you think?
I'm more into the Pam Aryres stylee myself...........
My Husband is a Lovely man
He drives the council gritter
On friday night he came home drunk
And took me up the ...........
STAIRS!.......you filthy minded lot!
Been a little while - but here's another one...
If I wrote a line, would it make you smileIf I wrote a poem, would you spare a whileIf I wrote a story, would you tarry some moreIf I wrote a novel, would you ask what's in store
If I then wrote a sequel, would that fulfill a needIf that grew to a series, would you still want to readIf I captured my life, would it be interesting stuffSo if I just wrote one line, would that not be enough
Scary.
You done it again.
I awoke one morning,
the sun shone in the sky,
With all the joys of summer mornings,
Gently passing bye.
A sparrow sat on my window sill,
So sweetly did it sing,
With lots of chirps and flutters,
It was a noisy thing.
It woke me up too early,
And got me out of bed.
So I quickly closed the window,
And squashed it's fu**ing head.
It's only a poetic joke. I like birds. Really, honest I do and I would never do anything like that and would frown upon anyone who would even consider such a thing.
No birds were injured or killed during the writing of this
poem.
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