Prof Van Poopybottom
reminds me of prof Farnsworth
A poem by me...
Food
Shopping for fruit, meat and fish,
Wondering what to provide for the evening dish,
Looking up, down and around at all of this food,
How can it be this hard to find something to choose,
Should we go veggie or carnivorous tonight,
Meat red with blood isn't a terrible sight,
Glazed baby carrots and other root veg,
Roasted with spuds, red onion and garlic,
Jamie and Gordon have twisted our minds,
No longer is there something easy to find,
Everything has to be a beautiful dish,
sprinkled with parsley and served with a twist.
Rev. Jesse. broke his ankle,
Tue 24 Jun 2008, 10:58,
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nice, have a poem in return ( its meant to be spoken word, so the rythm looks weird written down)Opal fruit are now called Starbursts
Top of the Pops isn’t on Friday nights at six
Smarties come in six sided tubes
And a 99 costs one pound twenty five
Things have changed since we were kids
(Top of the Pops isn’t on Friday nights at six
Smarties come in six sided tubes
And a 99 costs one pound twenty five
Things have changed since we were kids
Tom OBedlam I have control of a tank,
Tue 24 Jun 2008, 11:03,
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I like this styleit reminds me of something, but I can't think of what precisely
mediocre ha ha ha, you're reading this,
Tue 24 Jun 2008, 11:13,
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