Daggers of ice, hanging from the roof
This can't be Australia mate - Strewth
That Sheila named cusick
Her Avatar makes my heart tick
I believe I'm in love cobber-forsooth
A lie down and the pain will go
I know my lady won't show.....
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McTag
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Sun 1 Feb, 2004 02:17 pm
A lie down and the pain will go
I know that my lady won't show...
But if she's in Blighty
There's a chance that she might-y
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cusick
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Sun 1 Feb, 2004 03:16 pm
I lie down and the pain will go
I know that my lady won't show
But if she's from blighty
there's a chance that she might-y
be British right up to the core.
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hiama
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 02:57 am
Who are we to criticise
The colleen with the dark eyes....
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kirsten
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 11:52 am
Who are we to criticise
The colleen with the dark eyes
did what she had to do
reasons? she only knew...
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McTag
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 11:53 am
Who are we to criticise
The colleen with the dark eyes
Irish, English or Aussie
We'll get up a posse
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hiama
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 01:23 pm
Who are we to criticise
The colleen with the dark eyes
did what she had to do
reasons? she only knew
so stop acting with mock surprise
let me see the beauty that you are
Please do not keep it in a jar....
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McTag
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 05:02 pm
Or in a tin
Show the babe within
Hey what are we doin'?
The lim's in ruin
The limerick form
Has been, now gone
Can we get it back
Re-invent the knack?
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Adele
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Mon 2 Feb, 2004 05:47 pm
Let's get with the flow once again
Put on your thinking cap and grab your pen
We all need some rhyme
So what's the next line?
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cusick
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Tue 3 Feb, 2004 08:04 am
Faith and grace once held the keep
an angel held the door
now Faith is dead the angel fled
and Grace became a
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kickycan
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Tue 3 Feb, 2004 09:27 am
Let's get with the flow once again
Put on yur thinking cap and grab your pen
We all need some rhyme
so what's the next line?
If we can't do it now, then when?
Faith and grace once held the keep
an angel held the door
now Faith is dead the angel fled
and Grace became a bore
Tonight my thoughts ramble scattered
The impudent mirror glass shattered
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McTag
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Tue 3 Feb, 2004 12:13 pm
Tonight my thoughts ramble scattered
The impudent mirror glass shattered
But if I have a drink
Dip my pen in the ink
Bloodied but unbowed, and battered,
I return to the fray once again
Sword yields to mightier pen
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kickycan
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Tue 3 Feb, 2004 04:47 pm
I return to the fray once again
Sword yields to mightier pen
words are too strong
to hold back for long
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Clary
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 02:57 am
I return to the fray once again
Sword yields to mightier pen
words are too strong
to hold back for long
So I've written my memoirs - again.
A pie with whipped cream in your face
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cusick
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 07:33 am
A pie with crean in your face
is just an utter disgrace.
Did someone throw it?
if theydid and you know it
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Clary
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 09:32 am
A pie with whipped cream in your face
is just an utter disgrace.
Did someone throw it?
if theydid and you know it
You can sue them - you've got quite a case!
There once was a pub, the Black Bear,
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hiama
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 09:55 am
There once was a pub, the Black Bear,
Where they didn't care what you wear
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McTag
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 10:08 am
There once was a pub, the Black Bear,
Where they didn't care what you wear
Black Bear or Blue Boar
Just kick down that door
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Vivien
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 11:30 am
There once was a pub, the Black Bear,
Where they didn't care what you wear
Black Bear or Blue Boar
Just kick down that door
A birthday suit's fine if you dare
The weather is really too cold
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Clary
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Wed 4 Feb, 2004 11:30 am
There once was a pub, the Black Bear,
Where they didn't care what you wear
Black Bear or Blue Boar
Just kick down that door
And watch those three regulars stare!
