Poetry Corner

do me do me

There was an old codger called Mark
who thought himself quite the bright spark
once in a clean toilet
He thought not ****ting would spoil it
so he left a massive skid mark.

There once was a young lad named Jammy
who's hands were always quite clammy
this is not fear of a fight
but of dropping his bike
whilst cleaning it with a shammy

There once was a fellow named Tom
who's headlights were constantly on
when he had a flat battery
he sent it back to the factory
coz all the electric was gone

Hahahaha

Yeah, I tend to have to stay awake for 36 hours or drive myself to exhaustion to write poetry so I'm out unless we're just going to keep on with poorly written limericks.

There was an old codger called Laurie
who was constantly saying he's sorry
for not turning up
coz he's down on his luck
stuck at home with the wife watching Corrie!

Shut your face......................Thunderace,
Or I'll knock your teeth.....all over the place.

xx

(Can I have a poetry prize now)

[Wideboy]

oh dear

[Fallout]

There once was a geeza called TIB,
Who was renowned for telling a fib.
He'd be game for a ride,
Then confess that he'd lied.
We all hate the cut of his jib!