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Arth The Garth. Who liked to laugh. Thought it was funny when sat in the bath. Said the bubbles got big when he done a fart. He liked to sniff, that Arth The Garth. Ray The Skate. Who liked to taste.
We had met at a sports bar last Thursday. She wasn't into sports, but she came for the company. And the beer. I wasn't that big on sports either.
(Just to keep my hand in, so to speak, I have made up 3 silly Limericks which might appeal to the 'young' ones.
Alaska sat, at the back of the common room, her hair cascading gently, her lips soft and innocent, headphone in her ears, as she listens to the playlist she created over the summer.
It's not fair to say That my jokes are a bore Because I've got poetic license And what's more, I can use it...
Dudley Studley. Was a stud alright. All the girls scrapped. By the pub each night. With a spikey cut. Two gold teeth. He didn't bother with. Asphyxiating sheaths. They all did love him.
Finnick: After 15 minutes of walking, we arrive at her house. "Now, don't be expecting luxury, this isn't the Capitol" She says in a ridiculous Capitol accent.
Clumsy, clumsy, clumsy me, burns her tongue on a cup of tea. And if that's not enough for you she burns her tongue on a bowl of stew. Is shy with everyone she meets.
I think this Blindsilence is one of a kind. He reposts weird things that he finds. But his pictures a disgrace. Come on show us your face. His pink profile is sending me blind.
Challenge set by sienna based on a strange phone call we had.
Part 3. There's a lady who's far from shy. It's the one and only beautiful Fly. I can't help but stare. At her sexy blond hair. But she's out of my league, I sigh.
Part 2. There's Gaz who's dad was a great soilder. All the girls seem to cry on his shoulder. His words do shine. He's 39. But I thought he looked a lot older.
Part 1 I'll start at the top and that's Leelee He writes great poems for all to see I wanna stay mates So I won't mention his shapes.
Something interesting happened today. In fact, it was so interesting, I had to write about it. We all know how some people are just a bundle of endless energy.
Sally and Hallie were a pair with a problem. So bad it was, people tried to dodge them. Sally had a bad case of the dribbles. Now we are talking ALOT, not just a little.
I suppose I should give you a brief background on my lovely neighbour Joy, the "oracle". So you may enjoy the postcards more.
@misslittleDHP Beware the Kim of Straggly Snare, She lives next door to wicked Clair, If she finds you, you'll get a scare, She has Medusa's head of hair.
Listen, that's my mate Bob He's got an incredible gob With hands to his lips He could ward off ships But large mouths contain lots of flob Oh yes.
I have to share this news. About I guy I know. He has a dirty habit. That makes me want to throw. His name is really Frederick. Mr Frederick Whitbread. But when he's blind drunk.
There's a man going round the caravan site. On a mobility scooter with a disco light. Ghetto blaster strapped to the back. Blasting out Amy winehouse back to black. Got to be 90 if he's a day.
I saw a red mushroom, tied in a blue ribbon, inked on her shoulder, Slightly hidden.
There's a guy down the road called merve the Perve When women see him they dodge run and swerve Wears tight leather trousers to strut his stuff Got no self confidence survives on bluff Tries it on...