We'll see you at Wath, later today, Let's hope the rain stays away. Oh, stuff the bad weather, I'll still be in leather. The bike's getting a run out, HOORAY!                                                                                                                                                                              

Welcome to the lims thread Blue,
Nice to see another one, who
Struggles with last lines,
I can never find the rhymes,
And quite often I struggle with getting them to scan right too.

                                                                                                                                                                             

Feeling pretty low today, dunno why, Is it still not pc for a guy to cry? Can't be doing with all that macho bills**t, Not ashamed to show my emotions, not one little bit, My spirits always feel refreshed after i've run me eyes dry.                                                                                                                                                                             

I'm sorry to hear the bad news Its crap when yr feeling the blues But you'll feel much more sunny when you think of the funny talks you had with yr mate in the loos                                                                                                                                                                              

In the loos hey, my dear what are you implying? If anyones told you stories, trust me there lying, You see i'm able to say, Personally, i don't lean that way, So the guys i know who do, don't bother trying!                                                                                                                                                                             

I wasnt talking about being bent You misunderstood what i meant You pulled a dog Then ran to the bog To discuss how to behave like a gent!                                                                                                                                                                               

Ok, you've lost me now, Easy to do, so i won't bother asking how, Guess i'm thick as a brick, Only went in to empty me pr**k! So to your higher intelligence i take a bow.                                                                                                                                                                             

It's easy to see why I don't usually drink,
It strips you of your ability to think.
And when they run out of cider,
Don't stick lager inside 'er!
Cos you only end up feeling like stink!

A great night out in fine company.
With mates like you guys around me,
Knowing you'd back me through hell.
Why'd that pub have no bell? ;o)
It sure was an evening of glee!

Bit of a shaky start to the night,
Glad we avoided the pikey fight!
But we soon got it going
And the free drinks were flowing
Which is probably why I don't feel alright!

The conversation was great,
I wonder if my mate
Will change her career?
She seemed to hold dear
The concept of being a Dominat (rix)!

*sniggers*

Oh how I wish I could get some sleep!
The healing benefits I'd reap!
But it seems not to be
Possible for me
For approx every hour, I peep!

I'm just bored of this grind
Must I be so maligned?
Destined to be an insomniac?
Suppose it's better than maniac?
Although that'll come as further I fall behind.

Some say counting sheep
Helps them get to sleep,
But I only have cats,
And just 2 at that,
So that don't help a whole heap!

I've laid off the caffeine,
Which is quite obscene,
As it helps me keep going
When the sleeplessness starts showing,
And I'm working to earn my next bean.

Here endeth my whinge
Out here on the fringe.
I'll sleep all next week
Or maybe learn Greek?
See - that's how bad it's got, I'm now doing rhymes that just make you cringe.

;o)

  Aww dear Wannabe you and me too Not sleeping well, what are we to do? I can't count sheep, I'm allergic tis so Try counting meeces there's more than you know I can't think of a 5th line to make this a lymeric But a 6th line I can manage, and that makes me sick!   Ouch! lol                                                                                                                                                                               

*sniggers* Nice one Kwak!
You were on the right track!
I'm afraid to say
You got carried away
& into a 6th line you hacked?

As for meeces, in this house? You're joking!
Well they're here... but they're croaking.
The cats prefer them headless
And consider it a success
When I accidentally stand (bare-footed!) on their sorry corpses, still smoking!

*yeuch!*

   smokin meeces? Most folk just smoke bog standard tobacco                                                                                                                                                                                     

The bottom of the barrel I was scraping,
The last line hole was a-gaping,
But try as I might,
I can't give up the fight,
Even when the last line's scan, from me, is escaping ;o)                                                                                                                                                                             

The bottom of the barrel I was scraping,   Too right! Please go back to bed, smoke anything - fairy dust - anything, just please get some kip....pretty please!     PS - Don't give up the day job!                                                                                                                                                                             

Come XK, a little effort please,
Seriously! I mean Jeez!
It's not rocket science,
You need no appliance,
To stick to the 5 line wheeze.                                                                                                                                                                             

I wasn't really trying to rhyme But I suppose if given time I could construct a little ditty Even though it wouldn't sound too pretty And,then again, it might be a crime                                                                                                                                                                             

There you see? That wasn't so hard.
One day, we'll make you a bard.
The rules here are easy,
Just rhyme, even if cheesy,
And hold the 5 line form in regard.                                                                                                                                                                             

Here's one about hedonism,
Which may include exhibitionism.
Some folks like to shock,
And get off their rocks,
With random acts of lesbianism.

Curse you Mr Chisolm,
I became lost in the prism.
To my great lament,
I forgot my intent,
To finish with the word antidisestablishmentarianism!

hey..... pmsl wannabe....... a big round of applause for wannabe me thinks...........  lets hear it peeps!!!!!!                                                                                                                                                                              

Tut tut tut tut tut
Tut tut tut tut tut
Now what did I say?
Where's your 5 lines eh?
Tut tut tut tut tut

*takes lazy option as still in a faint from the random acts of lesbianism line*