Mark's Poems & Prose
I have been told, or instructed, that it would be better if I started a new thread for me poems as they are not rhyming couplets. So here is today's.
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There I was staring down at him
Big fat furry thing at the end of my gardim (yeah yeah but it rhymes don't it)
He was basking himself in the glorious sun
And I didn't have the heart to make him run
Anway he was huge and would probably have chased me
And apart from that he was probably covered in flea (s)
You might be thinking my garden stinks
But there is more to this and you need to rethinks
Cos I was dreaming you see
But maybe the rat was meant to be
A warning of things that could be wrong with me
Wow nearly 4 lines of rhyme, one more than 3 (clever eh)
I wokes up not long after this
But not before a female rat appeared seemingly in bliss
In her mouth was another rat bundle of joy
All black and slippery looking far from coy
They seemed to know I wouldn't have hurt them though
All this occuring where stuff used to grow
Down at the end of my garden in the sun
Where me head went walkies for fun
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Well another cracker
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Previous days awesome poem.
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I gotsa bad head
Since getting out of bed
And a guilt ridden face
As I shot my mouth off at such a pace
Last night without a brain cell to my name
Getting drunk is such a lame game
Buts I did think some awesome thoughts
Though in the light of day they will surely come to nought
I remember a harem being mentioned though
Maybe the idea will take root and grow
Wow maybe getting drunk ain't such a bad idea at all
Then again pride before a fall
Oh well I do know I have a bad head
Since getting out of bed
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Loads more where this lot has come from
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