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As I awoke this morning

When all sweet things are born

A Sparrow perched upon my sill

To signal the coming morn

He was so fragile, fluffy, fresh and young

How sweetly did he sing

And thoughts of happiness and joy

Into my heart did spring.

I smiled so sweetly at his song

And stood beside my bed

I gently shut the window

And crushed his little head

:crying::blink::crying:

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Not very topical, but its the best I could do

Nice one Mozo on the Dagest one though.

What do you mean it's not very topical? You clearly don't know much about my personal life! :ph34r:

I hope Dagest likes my last one, it took bloody ages.

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What do you mean it's not very topical? You clearly don't know much about my personal life! :ph34r:

I hope Dagest likes my last one, it took bloody ages.

Very good chum. I'm truly touched. Not 100% accurate though, thank you very much.

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There was a young man named Moz

Who appraantly didnt have a Job

Or maybe he did

But on the forum he hid

And was P45'd his last Bob.

There was a young pisshead WtFiGO

He looked a bit like Sammy Igoe

Likes a beer and a reefer

He's not a big sleeper

He's a proper good bloke that's what I know!

There was a young man called LukeJones2

Who decided that it's half past one and he should try to get to sleep again or he'll be hanging in the morning! Night all!

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There was a young man called Baz

Who was boning this mate that he has

Midway through the poke

She mentioned her bloke

And he wished he'd stuck with porn mags

That's for you Barry_manc ;)

That certaintly brought a tear to my () eye.

Here you are:

Once upon a time a man called Moztrodamous

Used vile themed threads to try and harm us

The Mods didn't like it, they said "Trev you pikey,

Leave Moz and get to the Bahamas."

Before he completely destroys every innocent little mind on this friendly family forum.

Debauchery will get you nowhere young man, unless you become a sag in which case it's fairly advisable.

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Heres one for the Southville trio:

Look at poor young Sophs

Being hounded by horny teens

Then look at Nogbad and Turnip, you'll see

That sex appeal's in the genes!

You're too kind, mozo. :clap:

Mind you there is a 4th member of the clan, Mrs the Bad, who must take alot of the credit for the bonny offspring.

Don't expect to see her contributing here in the near future though, strangely she seems to consider these City forums public enemy number 2 at the moment, after Hollowhead of course. ;)

She's a wonderful woman. :wub:

I shall offer a riposte in kind once i've garnished a bit more info... all i've got from Sophs & various threads at the mo is "caravan in Temple Meads, Giraffe called Trevor who goes joyriding with Dinks :dunno: , jealous bloke called Dagest lives in cupboard :o , trainspotter..." all sounds a bit odd to me, there again i'm well aware i've become overly conventional these days so perhaps this is nearer the norm than i'd realised.

Oh, and of course the disturbing Chris Eubank thing...... not much to go on, but expect an ode in your honour in the near future. :w00t::city:

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Cheers for that Nogbad, am now having to clean lumpy bits of vomit out of my keyboard.

You don't reckon a woman who rates Hollowhead as Public Enemy number 1 deserves such adulation WTF? :dunno:

My apologies your vomit was not more powerfully projectile. :vomit2: :ProgrammePC:

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You don't reckon a woman who rates Hollowhead as Public Enemy number 1 deserves such adulation WTF? :dunno:

Ofcourse I do!

I just went and took the comment out of context, for a change. :blush:

(I have very weird interpretation's on, um, things)

I thought you'd come over all soppy and it made me throw up what with me being the girt 'ard man's man that I am.

Have you ever tried turning a keyboard upside down.

It was like crumb city last time I did it.

No, but that's something I can look forward to in the morning, hopefully it'll be dry by then (otherwise I'll have to get my Mum's hairdrier out), It was more liquidised that what I really would have hoped for under the circumstances.

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No, but that's something I can look forward to in the morning, hopefully it'll be dry by then (otherwise I'll have to get my Mum's hairdrier out), It was more liquidised that what I really would have hoped for under the circumstances.

Gives a whole new meaning to 'sticky keys'

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As promised,

In honour of mozo ("quite a long one")

If you're looking for the caravan,

That fulfills all mozo's needs,

Go past salubrious Southville,

And head for Temple Meads.

He doesn't live luxuriously,

In fact it's quite a wreck

His live-in pal is Trevor -

There's an extension for his neck.

The days pass quickly, trainspotting,

In ectasy with Trevor, :hug:

Oh, what fun the two pals have

Man, and Giraffe, together.

Every night they settle down,

With the Bristol City Forum,

His missives often raise a brow,

Not known for their decorum. :whistle:

He'll be sat there in his City hat,

Eyes glazed as if in trance,

Pumping on his keyboard,

With Chris Eubank in his pants. :doh:

Dagest's lurking in his cupboard,

His palour's sickly green, :vomit2:

Is this due to jealousy?-

Or the shocking things he's seen. :dunno:

Astounding tales of Dolly,

WTF and Soph's regale us,

As for Dinky's 'joyriding'

Well....words begin to fail us.

So clearly mozo's wacky yarns :blink:

Are worthy of a sonnet

The zaniest are yet to come -

I'd put my Mortgage on it. :city:

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As promised,

In honour of mozo ("quite a long one")

If you're looking for the caravan,

That fulfills all mozo's needs,

Go past salubrious Southville,

And head for Temple Meads.

He doesn't live luxuriously,

In fact it's quite a wreck

His live-in pal is Trevor -

There's an extension for his neck.

The days pass quickly, trainspotting,

In ectasy with Trevor, :hug:

Oh, what fun the two pals have

Man, and Giraffe, together.

Every night they settle down,

With the Bristol City Forum,

His missives often raise a brow,

Not known for their decorum. :whistle:

He'll be sat there in his City hat,

Eyes glazed as if in trance,

Pumping on his keyboard,

With Chris Eubank in his pants. :doh:

Dagest's lurking in his cupboard,

His palour's sickly green, :vomit2:

Is this due to jealousy?-

Or the shocking things he's seen. :dunno:

Astounding tales of Dolly,

WTF and Soph's regale us,

As for Dinky's 'joyriding'

Well....words begin to fail us.

So clearly mozo's wacky yarns :blink:

Are worthy of a sonnet

The zaniest are yet to come -

I'd put my Mortgage on it. :city:

Love it. Doesn't come close to the 'crap poetry' criteria, but nor should it. I never realised my life was so glamourous! :chant6ez:

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As promised,

In honour of mozo ("quite a long one")

If you're looking for the caravan,

That fulfills all mozo's needs,

Go past salubrious Southville,

And head for Temple Meads.

He doesn't live luxuriously,

In fact it's quite a wreck

His live-in pal is Trevor -

There's an extension for his neck.

The days pass quickly, trainspotting,

In ectasy with Trevor, :hug:

Oh, what fun the two pals have

Man, and Giraffe, together.

Every night they settle down,

With the Bristol City Forum,

His missives often raise a brow,

Not known for their decorum. :whistle:

He'll be sat there in his City hat,

Eyes glazed as if in trance,

Pumping on his keyboard,

With Chris Eubank in his pants. :doh:

Dagest's lurking in his cupboard,

His palour's sickly green, :vomit2:

Is this due to jealousy?-

Or the shocking things he's seen. :dunno:

Astounding tales of Dolly,

WTF and Soph's regale us,

As for Dinky's 'joyriding'

Well....words begin to fail us.

So clearly mozo's wacky yarns :blink:

Are worthy of a sonnet

The zaniest are yet to come -

I'd put my Mortgage on it. :city:

:clap::clap::clap::clap::clap: That's better than my Mozo-related poem (not hard really)

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Good stuff Mr the Bad, more reason why Mrs the Bad is getting slightly :@ with OTIB I suspect. (don't tell me you knocked that one out in 5 minutes flat!)

Had to look up 'regale', and 'yarn' for that matter. Yes, I'll go along with both the line's concerning them and in deed I thank you good Sir.

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:clap::clap::clap::clap::clap: That's better than my Mozo-related poem (not hard really)

Don't worry bud, they're all going to be included in the forthcoming publication 'Mozo: the dedicated poetry collection'. Should be out in time Christmas.

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As promised,

In honour of mozo ("quite a long one")

If you're looking for the caravan,

That fulfills all mozo's needs,

Go past salubrious Southville,

And head for Temple Meads.

He doesn't live luxuriously,

In fact it's quite a wreck

His live-in pal is Trevor -

There's an extension for his neck.

The days pass quickly, trainspotting,

In ectasy with Trevor, :hug:

Oh, what fun the two pals have

Man, and Giraffe, together.

Every night they settle down,

With the Bristol City Forum,

His missives often raise a brow,

Not known for their decorum. :whistle:

He'll be sat there in his City hat,

Eyes glazed as if in trance,

Pumping on his keyboard,

With Chris Eubank in his pants. :doh:

Dagest's lurking in his cupboard,

His palour's sickly green, :vomit2:

Is this due to jealousy?-

Or the shocking things he's seen. :dunno:

Astounding tales of Dolly,

WTF and Soph's regale us,

As for Dinky's 'joyriding'

Well....words begin to fail us.

So clearly mozo's wacky yarns :blink:

Are worthy of a sonnet

The zaniest are yet to come -

I'd put my Mortgage on it. :city:

I almost missed this. Great effort. That's the best crap poem of all I think.

Pumping on his keyboard

:laugh:

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I like to be modest about things like that, but thanks! ;)

Walls have ears and Giraffe's have uncontrollable tongues. :razz:

My info comes straight from the Giraffe's mouth.

Trevor said you had "quite a long one, and one it would be kinder not to mention".

So naturally i didn't. :sport19: ;)

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Walls have ears and Giraffe's have uncontrollable tongues. :razz:

My info comes straight from the Giraffe's mouth.

Trevor said you had "quite a long one, and one it would be kinder not to mention".

So naturally i didn't. :sport19: ;)

You could say that giraffes bring a whole new meaning to the phrase 'deep throat'!

Ahem. :whistle:

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You could say that giraffes bring a whole new meaning to the phrase 'deep throat'!

Ahem. :whistle:

Well you could, probably best not to though :whistle: It's really not a very palatable thought.

Mind you there must be a reason why Trevor always seems to be pictured in the act of licking his lips?

Just an innocent chewy, munchy Giraffey thing surely? :dunno:

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Well you could, probably best not to though :whistle: It's really not a very palatable thought.

Mind you there must be a reason why Trevor always seems to be pictured in the act of licking his lips?

Just an innocent chewy, munchy Giraffey thing surely? :dunno:

As you know, I was merely referring to the fact that their necks are long. Innuendo, moi? :ph34r:

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As promised,

In honour of mozo ("quite a long one")

If you're looking for the caravan,

That fulfills all mozo's needs,

Go past salubrious Southville,

And head for Temple Meads.

He doesn't live luxuriously,

In fact it's quite a wreck

His live-in pal is Trevor -

There's an extension for his neck.

The days pass quickly, trainspotting,

In ectasy with Trevor, :hug:

Oh, what fun the two pals have

Man, and Giraffe, together.

Every night they settle down,

With the Bristol City Forum,

His missives often raise a brow,

Not known for their decorum. :whistle:

He'll be sat there in his City hat,

Eyes glazed as if in trance,

Pumping on his keyboard,

With Chris Eubank in his pants. :doh:

Dagest's lurking in his cupboard,

His palour's sickly green, :vomit2:

Is this due to jealousy?-

Or the shocking things he's seen. :dunno:

Astounding tales of Dolly,

WTF and Soph's regale us,

As for Dinky's 'joyriding'

Well....words begin to fail us.

So clearly mozo's wacky yarns :blink:

Are worthy of a sonnet

The zaniest are yet to come -

I'd put my Mortgage on it. :city:

Completely missed this, its fab! We want more!! :chant6ez: xxx

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To the Tune of Stewart is a ***thead

Bas Savage is a legend

He falls over blades of grass

Some people call him a ****ker

But I love our bas instead

He makes the fans all chuckle

Hes not quite Bristol born and bred

And if he sees a goalmouth

He just falls over instead!!!!!

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To the Tune of Stewart is a ***thead

Bas Savage is a legend

He falls over blades of grass

Some people call him a ****ker

But I love our bas instead

He makes the fans all chuckle

Hes not quite Bristol born and bred

And if he sees a goalmouth

He just falls over instead!!!!!

:laugh:

You have hidden talents Doll.

I wanted to go and give him a cuddle didn't you?

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