I once had a dog called bingo
Some say he resembled a dingo
I couldn't see that as I fed him a cat
He doesn't even speak their lingo.
It's late :D
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I once had a dog called bingo
Some say he resembled a dingo
I couldn't see that as I fed him a cat
He doesn't even speak their lingo.
It's late :D
XD XD
There once was a puppy called Bingo
Who was bought by an aliend Bongo
Their time wasn't bitter
Two runts of their litter
Cos Bingo was house-training Bongo(sdad)
Tis a Limerick not a poem, but couldn't resist after Bongosdad questioned on the other thread whether his pup was the runt of the litter.
You may not like
the things we do
Only idiots ignore the truth
You may not like
the things we say
What's the difference, anyway?
It's easy to
lay down and hide
Where's the warrior without his pride?
We're gonna move real good
We're gonna dress so fine
It's dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog
Leapfrog the dog
And brush me, daddy-o
It makes me proud,
so proud of you,
I see innocence shining through...
XD :D A gold :star: each for our two Villa Mad poet laureates. Very funny.
And an Antishly good quote from Nuclear. I had to look it up, Nuc! :D
There was a young ladyd Winnie
who wore very little else but a pinny
she said I like to cook
I said I like to look
So I did and came over all giddy
There was a young mand Arran
who's optimism had run barren
He said with a scream
Lambart's a queen
from now on I'll just call him Karen.
There was a young man called Ozfan
Who had pecs that Win liked to scan
She said don't be a tease
You can rip that singlet with ease
And show off your Aussie bronzed tan.
Ok. At least I tried. :D I think I'll leave the poetry to Mr Smarty Pants Laureate. ;D
There was a yound dadd Bongo
Who searched for yeti in Congo
It was plain to see
That the lad from Swansea
Would have more luck playing the Banjo
On his return to Blighty did Bongo
Take in a mutt pretty Pronto
Hed her Rosie
Took her back o'er the sea
Now all she eats is fresh Mango
Ha! brilliant you two. :D