| | The hall of poetic dialoguePage 19 of 35 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35) | While you're not in
I've come over to clean
The mess you strew
Oh its not always you
You have alot of friends
I'll come to your defence
To dance and drink
Or sometimes just think
I'll start with the floor
So you can see it once more
Forgotten its colour have you?
Well, let's see, it's BLUE!
A 'luvlee' pattern of squares and things
See the enjoyment a clean floor brings
I'll dust the shelves and put away the books
Hang the cups back on their hooks
Tim, if you continue i think you need a maid
Cleaners aren't free, they need to get paid
So I've cleaned up now but you've got to know
If you trip on something, it's just me, 'SEW'!
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 452 | |
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Posted: 10/26/2006 7:16:17 PM | whoa.... had a few drinks with a buddy came callin
talkin bout work and shootin the shit
gettin a buzz havin a ball and
makin the pieces fit
so how is everyone out here in poetry land
hope you have all well in hand
spin me a fable
providin yer able
sewluvlee what have you planned? | |
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Posted: 10/26/2006 7:28:34 PM | Well Tim, later picking up my son
received a text from him before
'Whoa i've found a cool pair of shoes'
'In my size too', well, do u need more!
His size shoe you see, is quite rare to find indeed
He's big and tall, his were getting too small
"pick me up lets go and get them now'
I'll work out my money, hunny, you're at school anyhow!
So you see, at the moment i'm here just watching the forums
Enjoying the talent and writings of all
Saw you post a few and chuffed you said 'hi'
Did you notice how clean the place is now??? | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 454 | |
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Posted: 10/26/2006 8:07:33 PM | thanks for all the help I guess
you know how bachelors can get
too long with, no one who cares
maybe I should get a pet
I used to have a cat named skully
named after x-files she was
she got away one day I pray
she found a better home
I used to care about surroundings
now I just don't care too please
plastic cups and cardboard plates
have set my mind at ease
microwave is always running
have'nt used my stove in months
I never used to be this way
tell me what went wrong
lonliness is in my heart
but yet I still long to be
by myself
alone
in sufference to my misery
I need someone to pull me back to whom I used to be
before I gave up caring
before I quit on me | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 455 | |
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Posted: 10/26/2006 8:26:22 PM | sew, you have so many great poems
how is it you don't have a thread of your own? | |
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Posted: 10/26/2006 8:34:26 PM | i like to gate-crash everyone elses, he he
Ummmm! I don't know, never thought about it really
Bit humble in this place actually, surrounded by amaaaaaazing writers, i've got a way to go yet i think!!
Thankyou sweety for even thinking that, gawsh
Gotta run Tim, my son just sent a text, hi ho hi ho off to buy some shoes we gooooo!! | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 6:28:37 AM | hey woman! we not up that tree!
We's down under, set asunder
Twiddly Diddly Dee SEWee!
Where's the other aussies here?
This joint looks like it needs a beer
Party up and lets get goin
Call the mates, forget the sewin
Pull a stool up, grab a song
Yep call your mates, the barby's on | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 458 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 11:23:06 AM | elegantier, how is your day
another aussie
that can't be wrong
fire up the ole didgereedoo
and bring along your kangaroo
we'll sit aroung your barbecue
and shoot the breeze for long | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 1:01:08 PM | Good to see tim goin strong but seems that Truth guys been gone to long..
Back for a day this weeks been hell, workin, workin, sit a spell...
So hows it goin? I call to all as let a cold one my throat fall....
I need another maybe 6, perhaps my stress will this fix?...
I need a rum, mainline the beer, crank the tunes, cause Fridays HERE!!!
I think "This Love", Pantera calls, Vulger Display, plays these halls....
Louder, Louder, shake the walls, ***K the pictures if they fall.....
So what say Tim?, this day of days?, will he let himself to play?......
(haha)... | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 460 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 1:46:09 PM | rock the kitchen
shake the walls
lock the back door to these halls
there's a party brewin
come one, come all
and secretary
hold that call
i'll be busy
with my friend truth...
were revisiting our youth | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 2:03:02 PM | Too funny tim my Sec. is fast...
All to willing fill my glass...
My youth?, my past?
Those days just never seemed to last.....
A Carpenter now hammer swing...
That stupid kid now lost to wind....
Contractor thick with bills these days...
It seems that hard work indeed pays.....
A party?....Yes....
Come one come all....
Fill my deck and fill my halls.....
Lobsters grillin, beer stacked high....
Fillets are chilln', no reason why.....
Just friends and family.....fooseball, darts?....
Shoot some pool when party starts.....
Music shouts and life we live...
And here rolls 10 trucks backs we give.....
To bad that Tim guy's so far away....
'Cause I know damn well he'd come to play!!...... | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 462 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 2:25:59 PM | gotta go raid the liquor store now
"whisky and red bull again" i'm thinkin
you might remember last week how
it kept me up all night drinkin
talk at ya in a bit there man
my buddy segram fits the plan | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 3:54:01 PM | Never wave a rag at a red bull I hear
But wavin to whiskey is fine my dear
It seems this party's fallen flat
So hang on while I grab my hat
The sun is beating down a bit
And frankly I dont give a donation on saturday mornings
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Posted: 10/27/2006 4:20:51 PM | A party flat?...hell can't have that!!
Let's roll the welcome..beer?..stained mat..
Lets play Twister....
Me and the girls....
Lets see where that dial twirls...
Shooters?....yup....samcuca?...good?....
Sex on the beach?....Understood?.....
Let's twist those oranges....Vodka fine?....
A chardonay?....aged well with time....
Count me in I'm here all night....
For work does call with coming light.....
I'll sip a few hell maybe ten.....
...and cheers to all my "fellow" friends.......................... | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 465 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 4:33:09 PM | elegantier....
donation.......shit
they'd only plunder it
on wine and breads
to fill their heads
with thought they do not own
my free thinking friend
spend your money wisely
I gave some to a bum tonight
who didn't have a home
he only wanted alcohol
to numb his senses cold
he looked me in the eyes
and seen past all the shit
he needed no disguise
he thanked me and truly meant it | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 4:46:35 PM | Well get the old bum in to play
I bet he has more stories than the average jo
They see a lot of life ya know
Out on the streets
It seems that Truth want only fellows?
Out here my lad the women have balls too
And most would drink you both under the table
I'm not a drinker but
Help yourself to the fridge if your able
While I just turn the weeners on the flames
HOT DOG it looks like we have a barbie afterall | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 467 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 4:59:17 PM | cheers truth!
I think i'm getting loose now
with every drink
I sip and think
i've gotta slow down somehow
gotta make it last
this numbing feeling rocks
pour me up another glass
this ones getting stale
fill me up another cup
and set a course to sail
and twister...mister
there aint much funner sport
bring on the girls
lets see the ways their bodies can contort
interestin endevor
hmmm...you are quite clever
those party games
would liven up
this party
for the better | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:06:20 PM | Well I'm twistin steaks and grillin weeners
Grab your plates and pass the steamer
Chicken wings all marinaded set to slowly simmer
Finker lickin good, and bring your swimmers
The pool is full and sun it hot
So take a dip but pls dont snot
Floaties not allowed
Steaks done, who's up for a sweet lamb chop
Or rissoles anyone? Hallo weeners too are done | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:07:59 PM | OOOO...she calls come join that fire
Allow unlease burning desire...
Fellows Yes 10 Trucks roll deep....
But Ladies Lust is what I seek......................................
Not a drinker...join with flame.....
And come to realize what you've blamed......
Weiners ok?, marshmallows too?...
I will sit and enjoy this view...............
Did I say weiners?.....to my Dog....
White Shepard He, $4000 .......logged
Worth it yup, your pet as you?......
For friendship??????
What would you do???????
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:18:35 PM | Sorry mate its just a barbie
Your dog's welcome too though
They come in handy when everyones
Finished tearing the flesh off the bones
Instant disposal. No cleaning up :)
But watch out in the pool if they swim
They have been known to chew up the odd snorkel and even finn | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:23:14 PM | A party in Aussieland
I have always wanted to see
that majestic land down under
surrounded by the forgiving sea
wonderful caves I have heard tell
glowbugs lighting your way
may I come and sit a spell
upon the plans you've made? | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:28:07 PM | Sorry to burst your bubble but
This lands not soft its bloody tough!
The sea's not gentle the waves can kill
If the sharks dont get you the stingrays will
But caves we have and many hidden
And enter only those who are bidden
No glowbugs, they're for northern climes
But barbies on and we're havin good times
So grab a stool and sit right down
Say wrack off to that worn out frown
And grab a chop wrapped up in bread
With tomato sauce and rest your head | |
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TiMwM
| | Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 473 | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:36:21 PM | you guys are makin me hungry
stop all this talk of food
mainly cause i'm too lazy
to fire up the barbecue
besides that would ruin my buzz
but i'll eat just before I pass out
I always do that because
in the morning it helps my ass out | |
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:42:02 PM | well tim, so whats your pleasure then?
a cognac fine I have to share
the fumes alone can bleed your eyes
then warmly it slips down your insides
as you sip
shall I grab a glass and pour you one?
I wont partake, am enjoyin the sun
but I can pour one out my dear
for you, and garnish it with a tear
hey Autumn girl would you like one?
and truth the firey brew is done
3 glasses then and be of cheer
for friends are gathered and theres no beer :)
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Posted: 10/27/2006 5:42:48 PM | Autumn so welcome upon this place..
A taste not waste...beauty......that face....
A voice devine a finest Wine...
A hope within the night will shine....
Sit awhile that fire here....
While for A moment I hold you near..... | |
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