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I like to get a mental sweat on now and again. Had a hard couple of days, and I thought I'd articulate myself though the power of poetry.

 

 

It was the 5th of september,

and they came from all around.

To put the lid on the case,

of the people who were sound.

 

They didn't support five teams,

nor were they bald.

But they all liked a joke,

yet baldy was so cold.

 

He thought people were on his side,

but chatting, having a chat,

they made it quite clear...

he was a shat.

 

But I go to a forum this evening,

and what I see I'm barely believing.

Despite grabbing for rhymes,

I've done no crimes.

I've never invented initials,

I've never used the three sea shells,

I've never made a rod for my own back,

mind you, I have been called a twat.

But I've never made a song or dance

of making myself look like a dick, perchance.

I do it for a hobby,

but I'll lobby,

for the idiot to stand up.

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This one is called "Can't we all just get along?"

 

Woke up to find a poetry thread,

it gave me quite a titter.

But just like the morning's cold outside,

Tiger Rick's reply is bitter.

 

So what about his lovely wife?

Other people can pull birds too.

Well apart from maybe smeg and the heads

because he's asexual incase you had no clue.

 

I'd drop a few more rhymes for you,

but I have to catch the bus.

Stop being a bunch of girls you lot

Rick, stop making such a fuss.

 

Can't we all just get along?

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I Think I've Caught The Gay

 

I wake up in the morning, and jump into the shower

I have a wife next to me, but for some reason I cannot plough her

Instead I go to the kitchen, log onto Spankwire all randy

Skip past the hardcore bukkake, and go straight to the trannys

 

I frantically pull down my pants, and pull the stomach out of myself

To the sight of a dude named Carmen, tugging at her balls and breasts

A gaping hole, I'm on a roll, my calves begin to tense

I blow my muck, I'm out of luck, my sexuality's on the fence

 

I make my wife some breakfast, and bring it to her in bed

I'm having a moment of guilt, I should have doused it on her chest instead

I get myself ready for work, and prepare myself for the day,

Because I then use two face creams, I reckon I've caught the gay

 

True story

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I Think I've Caught The Gay

 

I wake up in the morning, and jump into the shower

I have a wife next to me, but for some reason I cannot plough her

Instead I go to the kitchen, log onto Spankwire all randy

Skip past the hardcore bukkake, and go straight to the trannys

 

I frantically pull down my pants, and pull the stomach out of myself

To the sight of a dude named Carmen, tugging at her balls and breasts

A gaping hole, I'm on a roll, my calves begin to tense

I blow my muck, I'm out of luck, my sexuality's on the fence

 

I make my wife some breakfast, and bring it to her in bed

I'm having a moment of guilt, I should have doused it on her chest instead

I get myself ready for work, and prepare myself for the day,

Because I then use two face creams, I reckon I've caught the gay

 

True story

 

haha brilliant, cracked me up that (no pun intended)

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I'm quiet, honoured that

While I'm tucked up in my bed with my lovely

Wife in my lovely

House, you're thinking about me.

I pity you

But I'm honoured

All the same.

 

Fixed for poetry.

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I Think I've Caught The Gay

 

I wake up in the morning, and jump into the shower

I have a wife next to me, but for some reason I cannot plough her

Instead I go to the kitchen, log onto Spankwire all randy

Skip past the hardcore bukkake, and go straight to the trannys

 

I frantically pull down my pants, and pull the stomach out of myself

To the sight of a dude named Carmen, tugging at her balls and breasts

A gaping hole, I'm on a roll, my calves begin to tense

I blow my muck, I'm out of luck, my sexuality's on the fence

 

I make my wife some breakfast, and bring it to her in bed

I'm having a moment of guilt, I should have doused it on her chest instead

I get myself ready for work, and prepare myself for the day,

Because I then use two face creams, I reckon I've caught the gay

 

True story

 

:laugh: Defintely up there with the best posts of the year

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