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Previously on "Another pome wat I wrote"

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  • alreadypacked
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    Originally posted by Cliphead View Post
    Ya chunts.

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  • Robinho
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    They've gone and organised the funeral on a Thursday meaning 2 days of no invoicing.

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  • mudskipper
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    Originally posted by Robinho View Post
    Thanks Eternal.

    Not too sad, she was well into her 90s and had long lost her marbles, it was very peaceful by all accounts.
    Sorry to hear that - remember the good times

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  • Zippy
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    Sorry to hear that Robinho.

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  • Robinho
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    Thanks Eternal.

    Not too sad, she was well into her 90s and had long lost her marbles, it was very peaceful by all accounts.

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  • EternalOptimist
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    Originally posted by Robinho View Post
    My Gran died tonight so here's a fitting poem

    Dear Gran
    You were very old
    And had a good life
    Up in bonnie Scotland
    Farewell

    ah. its a sad night for you Robhino.

    but, thats a nice sentiment

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  • Robinho
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    My Gran died tonight so here's a fitting poem

    Dear Gran
    You were very old
    And had a good life
    Up in bonnie Scotland
    Farewell

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  • Cliphead
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    I look up at the night sky and wonder
    And somewhere up there
    Someone else
    Does the same

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  • EternalOptimist
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    The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
    And darker days are drawing near
    The winter winds will be much colder
    Now you’re not here


    hic

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  • Cliphead
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    Wine is gone

    Cigs is gone

    Sense is gone

    Weather is gone

    I wish MF was gone

    One of these days CUK will be gone

    But I'll miss that

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  • Cliphead
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    Originally posted by Gentile View Post
    You could probably get a haiku out of that if you conjoined some of the lines.
    I'm a haiku expert having won some competitions but I prefer free form pished on CUK.

    Mostly.

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  • Gentile
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    Originally posted by Cliphead View Post
    Go fck yerselves.

    Seriously.

    But a flounce.

    Don't count.

    When you.

    Wake up.

    Sober.

    Mostly.
    You could probably get a haiku out of that if you conjoined some of the lines.

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  • Cliphead
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    Originally posted by EternalOptimist View Post
    not bad. could do with a little more 'local flavour'
    Ya chunts.

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  • EternalOptimist
    replied
    Originally posted by Cliphead View Post
    Go fck yerselves.

    Seriously.

    But a flounce.

    Don't count.

    When you.

    Wake up.

    Sober.

    Mostly.
    not bad. could do with a little more 'local flavour'

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  • Cliphead
    started a topic Another pome wat I wrote

    Another pome wat I wrote

    Go fck yerselves.

    Seriously.

    But a flounce.

    Don't count.

    When you.

    Wake up.

    Sober.

    Mostly.

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