Only one word for that piece which is obviously from the heart Mark, SUPERB !
another word is
[FONT=“Comic Sans MS”][SIZE=“5”]DREADFUL[/SIZE][/FONT]
Def wrong word. The right word is …
[FONT=“Comic Sans MS”][SIZE=“6”]AWESOME[/SIZE][/FONT]
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:-D:-D:-D
What is ‘a wesome’ ?
Vodka Rocks Continuation
An update on my boozy night is needed me thinks
Is getting hammered baaaad - does it stink?
Well to be honest I feel pretty good at the mo
My bladder if full though so I will have to go
If you drink a lot you can easily see the signs
Tis like reading the small print - where you read between the lines
Practise makes perfect - I’m sure you all agree
It will work for you as it works for me
Sos, there is a moral to this eloquent diatribe
You should drink loads - hell subscribe
To my poem thread - join the damn forum
Cos then you can comment on each and every uber poem
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The drunker I get the better the poem 
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Like that one better Rachel 
Can’t imagine the cost of your booze,
Funny old life some people choose.
It rots your liver and kills your brain -
Gasgoine’s a lesson of life down the drain. .
Lol Mups
A dreadful poem is good sometimes
providing it has a rhythm and rhymes
I love these interactions so
and hope they continue, however slow
they may be in coming, we must compose
a ditty that works, or hmmm, is it prose ?
Whatever they are, they enter the brain
and linger there as a useful refrain
for us to savour, digest, devour
with all or none of the grey matter’s power
You are improving …
Banned?
Ok, ‘enough is enough’ said the nun to the priest
I have drunk far too much lately - at least
Cor, I have let off steam here there and everywhere
But I ain’t been banned off any forum, so there 
Still I think I’m probably treading on thin ice
I turned a little nasty and that is not nice
Moderation is a word I seem not to undertand
I can’t control myself with a bottle - tastes so grand
I glugs it down as if it is doing me innards a favour
But it ain’t. that I do know - should be drunk slowly, to savour
Anyway, I think the time has come
For me to get fit, to get out and run
I can switch the grog off whenever I choose
I can’t afford to waste anymore money on stinky booze
OMG ~ you mean I’m getting worse :-p
No way! You are obviously learning lots off the master - me .
[FONT=“Comic Sans MS”][SIZE=“5”]precisely :-([/SIZE][/FONT]
Given freely I might add. Soak it up while you can. Steep learning curve I know but you can but try.
NEVER issue a challenge to an Aquarian
watch this space 
hmmmmm … major problem here
How the **** do I ignore my natural sense of rhythm ?
Well Mark if you’re off the beer for a bit here’s one about milk I made earlier.
Trying to Milk a Cow.
Got to get outa me bed and head for the shed
The old cow’s been moaning in the hay all day.
Where did I leave that bucket, oh f… it!
It’s right outside the door where it lay.
The sooner I milk her the quieter she’ll be
But alas I don’t know how to milk a cow
I’m a city man you see, God help me.
She turns her head and spits when I squeeze her teats.
I’m sure that’s not right I don’t want a fight
Please cow just gimme the milk
It can’t be that hard to spill it in the pail
Oh I wish I never met your ilk, go to hell.
So good it almost makes my blood curdle .
Stop swearing - and what natural sense of rhythm?
Ecat
Last night she slept upon my bed
but does she know her partner’s dead ?
It’s hard to tell … her tiny brain
may not assimilate the drain
it has been on my health these weeks
and how I’ve not been there to greet
as fondly as I used to do
when times were good and problems few
She looks for him and think she spies
something from the corner of her eyes
A fleeting glimpse of he who’s left
gone from our lives, leaving me bereft
and does she yearn for him once more ?
his smell will soon be gone for sure
Without his smell, for her to remember
she will forget his burning ember