Youse lot haven’t seen anything yet. Just getting the hang of it all. Gonna blow your minds with my poet writing skills what I got.
MARK,
What I could do with one tenth of your creativity & original thinking & outlook on life.
That’s not nice Rachel!
Don’t worry on my account. Seen it all before. Just plain jealousy. Like I keep repeating over and over you either have it or not and I have too much of it 
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The Doubters
Rachel said my poems stink
A shy person would turn so very pink
With embarassment at being spoken to so
Oh how can Rachel sink so low
As to attempt to break someone’s heart
Is she just a silly jealous fart?
My poems rock and getting known far and wide
This is bound to upset some as our ideas collide
But I can handle it - genius will devide
Tolerance is not my strong point mind
No way though will I relatiate in kind
Rachel is hard though like bacon rind
Worn out now - over poeted today 
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A Woman In A Million
She has listened to me when drunk and hostile
She has listened to me when spouting pure bile
She has listened to me when confused and lost
But she is still there; at great personal cost
I have tried to run and hide so many times now
Been cowering with fear yet angry too somehow
But back I have come to hear her voice once more
She is still there; I just can’t close the door
I feel my unrest subside and in a period of time
I am being tamed where her spirit and strength combine
To surround me with the security I have yearned for so long
Maybe now I can get back to being a man and again strong
Gawd they are getting seriarse now :shock:
Sounds like that poem came from the heart, Mark … take stock of your words, you may have met your match 
WOW MARK !!
Where did that come from?
First class.
Well this poem writing lark started out as fun but I’m not sure it was all that much fun writing this last one. There is more to this ‘poeming’ than meets the eye 
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‘Met my match’? It might well be the case .
Down deep in me belly :shock: .
I LUVS POPCORN
Popcorn for breakfast, dinner and tea
Popcorn is luvly - don’t you agree
I eats it and eats it in big bowls all fluffy
I can’t waits to get it in my belly
Mystery Woman
Mystery woman - who can she be?
Mystery woman - so special you see
Mystery woman - is she one of you?
A hint there - I think one is due
Mystery Woman’s Poem - The Visit
I find myself in Wales again
I travelled on the morning train
We passed by houses, fields and hill(s)
The changing countryside did thrill
And on arrival friends did meet
Escorted me along the street
To the place that one calls home
And here I am no more alone
I reckon I’ve already sussed out who it is (some time ago actually)
Oh. Plain to see eh ?
I’m not saying
Me neither
Bet you are all wishing it was you though eh 
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I know, but am keeping it zipped!
Nope
I have an idea who it may be …