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Post by Nuala Bowtitt on Sept 8, 2008 21:29:09 GMT
Oh, think nothing of it, Old Fruit You've a fruitbowl, I hear, of repute The grape juice is strong The bananas are long And the kiwis a trifle hirsute xx
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 8, 2008 22:23:46 GMT
How clever you are I declare To know, I have fruit to spare My plums are right here will you try some my dear? and I've a banana I want you to share
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Post by TerriTalks on Sept 9, 2008 18:34:52 GMT
;D ;D ;D
You clever lot I swear there is a plot Too rid pZ of his fruit Now that would be cute I don't want mine to be The pair that he sees! And ask me to be Head of this topic
Love & Hugs
TerriTalks xxxx
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 9, 2008 21:41:30 GMT
Now Terri dear I'm glad you're here But please don't be too hasty I'm sure your fruit Is really cute And quite nice and tasty
I've heard of this diet and I'm going to try it Having fruit in a fairly big way A couple of pears, Some strawberries upstairs and a soft juicy peach every day
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Post by Nuala Bowtitt on Sept 9, 2008 22:24:55 GMT
Now, cherries are my fruit delight You'd find their juiciliciousness just right If I had one to offer I'd certainly proffer But I lost most of mine one dark night.
Now two cherries are all that I've got! Yes, I know. Doesn't sound like a lot But they taste like a dream When served up with ice cream And a dash of De Kuypers on top.
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Post by Nuala Bowtitt on Sept 9, 2008 22:53:35 GMT
There was a young lady called Audrey With a dress sense decidedly tawdry She wore a creation That caused a sensation And got charged with conduct disorderly
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 10, 2008 13:40:59 GMT
Nuala, the poetess supreme, Is living her life in Paul's dream, She has so much to offer, He'll need a big coffer, And lots of new, fresh whipped cream.
Now Nuala's friend, Terri Talks, Rushed in, when she heard Nuala's squawks, She said what have we hear, But had no need to fear, Nuala was laughing at PZs wee corks.
Terri said, "I will ring up for Faye, To hurry along here and assay, She'll shout from the rocks, For the men in white frocks, To come and take PZ away.
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 10, 2008 21:19:05 GMT
Nuala has cherries to spare on top of her nice jucy pear Covered in cream they look supreme The rest of the dish is best bare ;D
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Post by fayesake on Sept 11, 2008 6:02:52 GMT
The noises at the bottom of my garden were scary I'd tippytoe down there feeling wary I sighed with relief And renewed my belief 'Cos down there lives a cute icckle fairy ;D
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Post by TerriTalks on Sept 11, 2008 12:28:26 GMT
Hello all my friends Just to say I can't compete but as usual you lot had me laughing well done I love you all keep them coming!! Love & Hugs TerriTalks xxxx
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 11, 2008 17:45:30 GMT
Faye's garden has no water feature But it does have some magical creatures Fairys and Gnomes In cute toadstool homes all waiting and ready to meet ya
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 11, 2008 17:50:02 GMT
First mentioned by the old Greek Aristotle He said 'its a very fine bird the Axolotl' You might think it absurd to call an amphibian a bird But Aristotle had been on the bottle
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Post by fayesake on Sept 12, 2008 6:04:05 GMT
Arbuthnot had been drinking all day With the missus there would be hell to pay A good excuse - I'll try it I am sure she will buy it I'ts the aliens dear - they took me away
They made me drink all sorts of stuff I protested that I'd had more than enough But the force it was with them And they made me make mayhem And I finished up here in the buff
It is how I finished up in these cells My brain hurts - just see how it swells I't was the men from Mars made me Drink more than I should be 'Snot my fault they forced down the Bells
I saved the world from an alien race They couldn't keep up with my pace They couldn't hold their booze in Got a space ban from cruise-in And will never return to this place
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 12, 2008 12:13:24 GMT
Faye Sake has been drinking a lot, But then, she don't give a jot, She met a young Gipsy Who got her quite tipsy, Now she's got a spot on her bot.
He said, "Let us go out on the town," She said, "I'm not sure, with a frown," "You're afraid," he did scoff I might get, your knickers off. She said, "There's no way, you're going down."
She said, "I'll just go, ask my Jack," "Wait a minute," he said, "I'll be back" Money fell from his' pocket, As he shot off like a rocket, She picked it up and bought a big mac.
Now the moral, for all here to see, Is don't give anything out, for free, There may come a time, When you've spent your last dime, Though you might be lucky and meet me.
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Post by paul Zernikazof on Sept 14, 2008 20:03:41 GMT
A poem by pZ Mc Gonagle
The man frae Dunoon took Nuala to toon and he also took her to some cities He liked it best when she took off her vest and showed him a great pair of wellingtons
They went to the zoo, had tea for two and explored every nook and cranny they went to a dance where she took off her pants and showed him her nicely trimmed hedges
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Sept 22, 2008 10:41:20 GMT
As I stood gazing out to sea, A man walked past and said "I'm free!" He did the same again today, I wonder if he thinks I'm gay?!"
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 22, 2008 18:46:28 GMT
As I was gazing out to sea A man came up and spoke to we, His voice was soft in a funny way, He said, "You know, I think Jack's gay.
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Post by Jack Nifedlorry on Sept 23, 2008 5:51:14 GMT
When I saw him later in a shop, I said,"Touch me, "I'll call a cop!" He said, "I only spoke to you, To see if you knew that nice man Lou"
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Post by Lou Briccant on Sept 23, 2008 18:57:13 GMT
Cause that nice man, Lou, he gave me a shilling, And said, "Go round to Jack's place and you'll make a killing, All of the locals, go round there to play, With you and Jack there, it could be a gay day."
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Post by TerriTalks on Sept 24, 2008 8:59:27 GMT
;D ;D ;D
Well done all of you!
Love & Hugs
TerriTalks xxxx
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