Poetry Corner

[the village idiot]

Ode to Jon:thumbup:

 

In Somerset there lives a Jon:thumbup:

Who discovered his logs had all gone.

He searched here and there,

But the log store was bare.

Thought Jon "This really ain't on":thumbdown:

 

To Jon the loss was a shame

He guessed "It's that Eggs who's to blame"

With his temprement cloudy

He jumped in the Audi

And headed to Suffolk aflame!

 

Now Jon he was feeling quite sporty

And pushed up the speedo to 40!

His nostrils were flaring

As The Wurzels were blaring

He'd teach Eggs for being so naughty.

 

In Suffolk our Jon was quite gutted

To find that the roads were all rutted.

He thought "It's a joke-

All the womanly folk

Like my logs are all hugely Big Butted"

 

Jon stopped at an Inn, as you do

To guzzle a cizzer or two.

With vision all blury

And speech a tad slury

He stumbled to 14 Egg View.

 

Jon threatened the rascally sneak

"I'll squeeze you right hard till you squeek!"

Said Eggs "Jon you clot-

You've gone and forgot,

You sold them to 5 Shires last week!"

[farmer rod]

[Woodworks]

[s.varty]

your a poet and you didn't know it,

[Mountain man]

I opened this thread with a sense of foreboding, and am leaving it with a smile!

 

Brilliant!

[log on tommy]

Wordsmith and fashionista are there no limits to your talents tvi?

[geoff]

Very amusing!

[Mull]

Very good!

[RichieR]

Brilliant VI well done matey:biggrin:

 

See if you can do anything starting with

 

There once was a Bohemion monk !

[the village idiot]

Brilliant VI well done matey:biggrin:

 

See if you can do anything starting with

 

There once was a Bohemion monk !

 

There once was a Bohemion monk

Who thought "I'm a bit of a hunk"

He met a nice girly

But peaked far too early

And ended up covered in sp***