~The Official Bloody Awful Poetry Thread~

dont hate on maya angelou cod.
i dont hate on the roman exhibits at the met. i go and roam around and enjoy myself.

i suggest you you read 'heart of darkness' again. you white white thing you.
 
Cometh to me Steven,
Cometh to me now
Thee as a bull
and I as a cow....
Cometh anon
and cometh ablaze
with the breeze on the tendril on the quiff
of thine hair
and thou slight smirk
all quiet and mellow...............

*snicker* Spendid stuff!:D

I've just dug up an old sonnet I wrote in honour of a bra I was throwing out...

Sonnet on a Red Bra

Farewell, red bra, your elegy I sing:
Bought for a fiver in the Warner's sale.
Underwired - a vain attempt to bring
Some glamour to my little bust so pale.

What happened to your shape that fitted taut,
Designed to round'em up and head 'em out,
Beneath those skinny t-shirts that I bought?
I stretched you as my body-shape grew stout.

Your cups they runneth o'er with wibbly mounds!
You took all your elastic straps could take,
As I took on some thirty extra pounds,
Then put you in the hot wash by mistake.

Red bra, I lid the bin on your dispatch,
And wish I'd bought the silky pants to match.


*ahem*
 
Ha ha, my chance to write some more bloody awful stuff


I had a pair of Levi's
Nothing would I wear
Beneath my loose-fit blue jeans
It's best to let it air

I think it's all plain to yer
What happened next to me...
Loose buttons let it fall out
For everyone to see! :o

thanks TCM for setting off the silliness.:)
 
Okay.....

I knitted me a Morrissey
I showed him to my chums.
They giggled "Knit another
With a willy and some plums,
Some nipples and a hairy chest
And lots of tummy spiders,
Then take some naughty photos
of him, just for us 'insiders'!"
 
Okay.....

I knitted me a Morrissey
I showed him to my chums.
They giggled "Knit another
With a willy and some plums,
Some nipples and a hairy chest
And lots of tummy spiders,
Then take some naughty photos
of him, just for us 'insiders'!"


We can print this to T-shirts back and have a pic of the dolly in front.
Sell the T-shirts to the solo members!
Kate should keep the profit because you're the creator of the poetry and the dolly! :D
 
*snicker* Spendid stuff!:D

I've just dug up an old sonnet I wrote in honour of a bra I was throwing out...

Sonnet on a Red Bra

Farewell, red bra, your elegy I sing:
Bought for a fiver in the Warner's sale.
Underwired - a vain attempt to bring
Some glamour to my little bust so pale.

What happened to your shape that fitted taut,
Designed to round'em up and head 'em out,
Beneath those skinny t-shirts that I bought?
I stretched you as my body-shape grew stout.

Your cups they runneth o'er with wibbly mounds!
You took all your elastic straps could take,
As I took on some thirty extra pounds,
Then put you in the hot wash by mistake.

Red bra, I lid the bin on your dispatch,
And wish I'd bought the silky pants to match.


*ahem*

Tee hee.
I love it.
 
We can print this to T-shirts back and have a pic of the dolly in front.
Sell the T-shirts to the solo members!
Kate should keep the profit because you're the creator of the poetry and the dolly! :D
That's pretty groovy too.
I'm just wondering:- what are tummy spiders?
 
That's pretty groovy too.
I'm just wondering:- what are tummy spiders?

Tummy spiders are what Karin and I call the hairs around a man's belly button. Karin loves them and I find them a bit scary - especially on Morrissey! :eek:
 
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We can print this to T-shirts back and have a pic of the dolly in front.
Sell the T-shirts to the solo members!
Kate should keep the profit because you're the creator of the poetry and the dolly! :D

I'm already wary of impressive-eared blokes with a good sense of rhythm and an eye on 25%....
 
LOL!!

This bloke who has a pair of dumbos hadn't knitted the dolly. :p

Ah, but because I also knitted a dolly of him, Mike might claim that he inspired part of the series of dolls and is therefore entitled to his cut. Wait till he finds out that his dolly is one of the ones without a willy. Quick! Call my solicitor!:eek:
 
Ah, but because I also knitted a dolly of him, Mike might claim that he inspired part of the series of dolls and is therefore entitled to his cut. Wait till he finds out that his dolly is one of the ones without a willy. Quick! Call my solicitor!:eek:


Hahaha, you can argue that it's not him, resemblance is a purely coincidence. :p
 
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