For fun make up limmericks about bk and each other.
ie: Treasure was a young girl whose attire, Soon set all the clergy a-fire, She displayed her knickers, To various vicars, And all of the boys in the choir.
A starting line could be - There once was a biker called ....
have fun
junie
For fun make up limmericks about bk and each other.
ie:
Treasure was a young girl whose attire,
Soon set all the clergy a-fire,
She displayed her knickers,
To various vicars,
And all of the boys in the choir.
A starting line could be -
There once was a biker called ....
Doen't rhym right or scan but what do you expect at 2-3am when u can't sleep and on painkillers. May make the booker prize with a bit of tidying up
junie
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WindJunkie write:
Re:Thank You Junie :) Love, D
Junie2006 write: Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear. Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair He'd promised he'd be perfect He promised he'd be good. But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD. Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear. Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love. So the angels went to talk to dear old God above. They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead. The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere. They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there. We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair. So all the angels got spruced up and Jesus had a bath. The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes and blew bubbles everywhere. All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh. Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud. They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around. They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind. With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
with love
junie
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WindJunkie write:
Re:Thank You Junie :) Love, D
Junie2006 write: Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear. Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair He'd promised he'd be perfect He promised he'd be good. But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD. Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear. Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love. So the angels went to talk to dear old God above. They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead. The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere. They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there. We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair. So all the angels got spruced up and Jesus had a bath. The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes and blew bubbles everywhere. All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh. Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud. They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around. They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind. With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
with love
junie
Doen't rhym right or scan but what do you expect at 2-3am when u can't sleep and on painkillers. May make the booker prize with a bit of tidying up
motorpsych0bich write: There once was a guy named Demom Who blogged about pullin his pudd while gleamin And as some women cheerfully watched on dreaming.. He lost control and sprayed them with...
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motorpsych0bich write: There once was a guy named Demom Who blogged about pullin his pudd while gleamin And as some women cheerfully watched on dreaming.. He lost control and sprayed them with...
There once was a guy named Demom Who blogged about pullin his pudd while gleamin And as some women cheerfully watched on dreaming.. He lost control and sprayed them with...
There once was a guy named Demom
Who blogged about pullin his pudd while gleamin
And as some women cheerfully watched on dreaming..
He lost control and sprayed them with...
Junie2006 write: Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear. Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair He'd promised he'd be perfect He promised he'd be good. But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD. Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear. Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love. So the angels went to talk to dear old God above. They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead. The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere. They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there. We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair. So all the angels got spruced up and Jesus had a bath. The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes and blew bubbles everywhere. All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh. Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud. They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around. They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind. With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
with love
junie
Re:Thank You Junie :) Love, D
Junie2006 write: Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear. Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair He'd promised he'd be perfect He promised he'd be good. But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD. Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear. Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love. So the angels went to talk to dear old God above. They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead. The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere. They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there. We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair. So all the angels got spruced up and Jesus had a bath. The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes and blew bubbles everywhere. All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh. Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud. They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around. They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind. With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear. Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair He'd promised he'd be perfect He promised he'd be good. But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD. Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear. Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love. So the angels went to talk to dear old God above. They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead. The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere. They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there. We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair. So all the angels got spruced up and Jesus had a bath. The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes and blew bubbles everywhere. All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh. Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud. They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around. They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind. With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
with love
junie
Round and round the garden walked our big old teddy bear.
Poor old Windy was pulling out his hair
He'd promised he'd be perfect
He promised he'd be good.
But dear old Windy had just called Justy a PUDD.
Round and round the garden walked our teddy bear.
Poor old Windy pulling out his hair.
The angels saw him walking and felt a real big love.
So the angels went to talk to dear old God above.
They tried to lift up his eyes. The tried to raise his head
They tried to make him see they cared and God's love wasn't dead.
The sun and sea and skies above and flowers everywhere.
They even polished his Harley but Windy didn't care
But Windy thought he'd blew it, he knew he'd lost it good. He just kept on walking and pulling out his hair.
"Right!" said God, "I've had ENOUGH!! We'll have to go down there.
We're gonna have to meet him where he is. We'll go down to his lair.
So all the angels got spruced up
and Jesus had a bath.
The Holy Ghost cleaned between his toes
and blew bubbles everywhere.
All the cherubs were naughty and got soap up their nose till Mother Mary told the off and they all had a real good laugh.
Then they solemnly gathered all around and got upon a cloud.
They got out the silver lining and rainbows all around.
They switched up high the volume on the Holy Glow. It rose and wibbled and wobbled and hummed like a hovercraft
They decided on their mission, and left heaven all behind.
With one mind they held their vision and descended to the Cafe.
(to be continued, Its 3am in the morning and I'm knackered)....
Er Hm!! A Poetical Recital by June. BK'S Poet Laureat in Residence (lock-up instutute that is)
June was a Loon who would whistle at the moon And twas her sonnets that nearly did woe me But few knew the truth It was her a$$ that had class And was her moonie that was whistling the tunie.
Always said I had talent.
junie
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CinnamonGirlOH write: Oh sure, take the easy way out, and I was so looking forward to what you did with the word "loony"..how about starting with "Junie was a (fill in blank)".. that way you can cherry pick the words that will compliment you most!! LOL J/k
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Junie2006 write:
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
junie Re:
CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
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CinnamonGirlOH write: Oh sure, take the easy way out, and I was so looking forward to what you did with the word "loony"..how about starting with "Junie was a (fill in blank)".. that way you can cherry pick the words that will compliment you most!! LOL J/k
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Junie2006 write:
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
junie Re:
CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
Er Hm!! A Poetical Recital by June. BK'S Poet Laureat in Residence (lock-up instutute that is)
June was a Loon who would whistle at the moon And twas her sonnets that nearly did woe me But few knew the truth It was her a$$ that had class And was her moonie that was whistling the tunie.
Sunset, that was very sweet..looking forward to November also...
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redsunset write: Sunset and Teri are friends In November they're together again. Long lost sisters are they, For they know how to play. Laugh and talk from beginning to end.
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redsunset write: Sunset and Teri are friends In November they're together again. Long lost sisters are they, For they know how to play. Laugh and talk from beginning to end.
Sunset, that was very sweet..looking forward to November also...
Oh sure, take the easy way out, and I was so looking forward to what you did with the word "loony"..how about starting with "Junie was a (fill in blank)".. that way you can cherry pick the words that will compliment you most!! LOL J/k
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Junie2006 write:
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
junie Re:
CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
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Junie2006 write:
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
junie Re:
CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
Oh sure, take the easy way out, and I was so looking forward to what you did with the word "loony"..how about starting with "Junie was a (fill in blank)".. that way you can cherry pick the words that will compliment you most!! LOL J/k
More likely I'd want to play doctor with them, Junie! LMAO...that was a good one!
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Junie2006 write: Cinnamon was a great looking lass Who had a thing about bikermen's ass She would look all day long She didn't think it was wrong But it was hospital if any tried a pass.
junie(wrote itself)
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Junie2006 write: Cinnamon was a great looking lass Who had a thing about bikermen's ass She would look all day long She didn't think it was wrong But it was hospital if any tried a pass.
junie(wrote itself)
More likely I'd want to play doctor with them, Junie! LMAO...that was a good one!
As I am a non member and all my comments take two days to appear maybe the blog disappears when I add to it. I can see it all the time. or it may be something else is happening. Lost in transatlantic translation.
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
junie
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CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
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CinnamonGirlOH write: Hey how come this blog keeps dissapearing for a few days at a time?
Now let's do self parodies...I will poke fun at myself first, just cause I am such an easy target.
There once was a girl, Cinn Whom had dated lots of men But it came after awhile They just weren't her style Thus she'd be single again
THOUGHT!!!(ouch)
As I am a non member and all my comments take two days to appear maybe the blog disappears when I add to it. I can see it all the time. or it may be something else is happening. Lost in transatlantic translation.
Writing a limmerick to myself. Lets see Junie rhyms with loonie and moonie I can see a nuaghty negative tembre developing even as I try to think about it.
CinnamonGirlOH write: I know of a girl, Sweet Cheeks A buff Harley rider she seeks One who can ride and swill beer Whilst talking dirty in her ear Instead of these scrawny, RUB geeks
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CinnamonGirlOH write: I know of a girl, Sweet Cheeks A buff Harley rider she seeks One who can ride and swill beer Whilst talking dirty in her ear Instead of these scrawny, RUB geeks
Re: Thanks Cinnamon. :) Like Net said I do have a fetish for men's butts in chaps san jeans! LOL
CinnamonGirlOH write: and for Patti...
Irish Patti is a red headed lass Full of life and a bit of a sass Riding backseat she does best Her bikers are never to rest Loves those with a nice looking ass!!
Re: Thanks Cinnamon. :) Like Net said I do have a fetish for men's butts in chaps san jeans! LOL
CinnamonGirlOH write: and for Patti...
Irish Patti is a red headed lass Full of life and a bit of a sass Riding backseat she does best Her bikers are never to rest Loves those with a nice looking ass!!
I know of a girl, Sweet Cheeks A buff Harley rider she seeks One who can ride and swill beer Whilst talking dirty in her ear Instead of these scrawny, RUB geeks
I know of a girl, Sweet Cheeks
A buff Harley rider she seeks
One who can ride and swill beer
Whilst talking dirty in her ear
Instead of these scrawny, RUB geeks
suburbansweetheart write: There once was a lady named Jenny she is a true friend and has many for her I become stronger our friendship seems longer for it seems things in common we have plenty
Sher, that one was so sweet and kind of you my friend...I enjoy being your friend too!
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suburbansweetheart write: There once was a lady named Jenny she is a true friend and has many for her I become stronger our friendship seems longer for it seems things in common we have plenty
Sher, that one was so sweet and kind of you my friend...I enjoy being your friend too!
Cinnamon was a great looking lass Who had a thing about bikermen's ass She would look all day long She didn't think it was wrong But it was hospital if any tried a pass.
junie(wrote itself)
Cinnamon was a great looking lass
Who had a thing about bikermen's ass
She would look all day long
She didn't think it was wrong
But it was hospital if any tried a pass.
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