A song I wrote

[Astanley 11,568]

Wow ,is there no beginning to your talent ?

[kanny 20,628]

2 minutes ago, lurcherman 887 said:

Here’s mine. 
 

Ken's Deputy, a man so strange, with a taste so unique and wild,
He ate roadkill and chickpeas, a diet so reviled.
But in his world, it's all in a day's work,
A man who took the path less traveled, a quirky quirk.

With a face like Worzel Gummidge, a comical sight to see,
He brought laughter and cheer, wherever he would be.
A jester in disguise, a clown in every way,
A man who lived life to the fullest, come what may.

His antics, they would leave us all in awe,
His spirit and his energy, beyond compare.
For Ken's Deputy, was more than just a man,
A true original, who lived life to the fullest, just as he can.

So here's to Ken's Deputy, a man who marched to his own beat,
A quirky character, who always had something to eat.
A lesson to us all, that life is short, live it with glee,
And be yourself, always, like Ken's Deputy, so wild and free

Very nice poem mate I can see that you put a lot of thought and work into that , well done  

[lurcherman 887 13,176]

Just now, kanny said:

Very nice poem mate I can see that you put a lot of thought and work into that , well done  

Thanks mate I’ve been working on it for some weeks now, waiting for the right time to release it. 

[paulus 26]

Your all a bunch of c**ts,

aint that the truth.

From lands end to John O groats.......................

Feel free to add the rest Lol

[kanny 20,628]

17 minutes ago, Astanley said:

Wow ,is 

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[kanny 20,628]

21 minutes ago, Astanley said:

Wow ,is there no beginning to your talent? 

 

 

Astanley is a boxer with a heart of gold, He could be a champion, if given the chance to unfold. His fists are as quick as lightning, and his spirit never dies, He fights with all his might, until the final bell chimes.

He trains each day with purpose, and his eyes blaze with fire, Determined to be the best, and reach for the highest desire. But life is not always kind, and sometimes the deck is unfair, And Astanley's shot at greatness is yet to have its repair.

But he stands tall, holding his head up high, With dignity and grace, a true fighter in the ring, that never will die. In the hearts of the people, he will always be remembered, As a hero, with his name forever championed.

So here's to Astanley, a true inspiration, To all who know his story and dedication. For he may miss his shot at glory's crown, But his spirit lives on, and he will always be remembered, as a champion.

[Astanley 11,568]

On golly gosh 

Watta lotta tosh.

[kanny 20,628]

2 minutes ago, Astanley said:

On golly gosh 

Watta lotta tosh.

Your welcome  

[lurcherman 887 13,176]

Keith lost his traps, fell over with grief Moved to Colchester in search of relief Terrible piles now trouble his days He forgets everything he’s in a daze.

His memory's hazy, when nature calls he forgets to wipe. His days are a farce sitting in pubs flashing his arse. 

But Keith is a fighter, he won't give in With courage and determination, he'll find a win For every dark moment, a ray of hope shines And he'll keep pushing forward, despite the pile pains.

So here's to Keith, a hero in our eyes With a spirit unbroken, he'll reach the skies Forgetting his worries, and wiping his seat He'll rise above it all, and find peace, what a treat!

 

iww for you mate 

[iworkwhippets 12,615]

16 minutes ago, lurcherman 887 said:

Keith lost his traps, fell over with grief Moved to Colchester in search of relief Terrible piles now trouble his days He forgets everything he’s in a daze.

His memory's hazy, when nature calls he forgets to wipe. His days are a farce sitting in pubs flashing his arse. 

But Keith is a fighter, he won't give in With courage and determination, he'll find a win For every dark moment, a ray of hope shines And he'll keep pushing forward, despite the pile pains.

So here's to Keith, a hero in our eyes With a spirit unbroken, he'll reach the skies Forgetting his worries, and wiping his seat He'll rise above it all, and find peace, what a treat!

 

iww for you mate 

Made me laugh that did my friend, summat I don't much.of these days, so thank you for that 

[Squirrel_Basher 17,100]

There was a lad they called Kanny who went for  a job as a nanny .

He put on a wig ,a dress and high shoes and looked just like an old tranny .

The butler got frisky after only one whiskey and tried to bed our writer 

Tried to explain he'd not had sex for a while and the butler said that’s ok it’ll be tighter 

Kanny tried to explain he wasn’t a nanny but when the butler had a fumble he found out Kanny did indeed have a fanny 

 

[THE STIFFMEISTER 16,085]

There’s only one song about a hunting life member worth repeating 

I have to say @lurcherman 887 I’m a bit gutted you haven’t weighted in with it already ….

 

[kanny 20,628]

14 minutes ago, foxdropper said:

There was a lad they called Kanny who went for  a job as a nanny .

He put on a wig ,a dress and high shoes and looked just like an old tranny .

The butler got frisky after only one whiskey and tried to bed our writer 

Tried to explain he'd not had sex for a while and the butler said that’s ok it’ll be tighter 

Kanny tried to explain he wasn’t a nanny but when the butler had a fumble he found out Kanny did indeed have a fanny 

 

Foxdropper's Poor Poetry

 

Oh Foxdropper, your words they do flow,

But they don't rhyme, they don't have that glow.

Your meter is off, your imagery vague,

Your poems lack depth, they're a hollow charade.

 

You strive for the moon, with your pen in your hand,

But your verse it is weak, not up to standard.

Your words, they just fall, like leaves from a tree,

They don't soar like eagles, they're just mediocrity.

 

So take heed, dear Foxdropper, and practice with care,

Work on your craft, don't be too aware.

Embrace the critique, make it your friend,

And soon enough, your poems will mend.

[Squirrel_Basher 17,100]

Roses are red ,violets are blue ,I don’t give give two Fucks  and neither should you

[lurcherman 887 13,176]

10 minutes ago, THE STIFFMEISTER said:

There’s only one song about a hunting life member worth repeating 

I have to say @lurcherman 887 I’m a bit gutted you haven’t weighted in with it already ….

 

Slacking ain’t I