There was an old man of Darjeeling
Who boarded a bus bound for Ealing
It said on the door
`Don't spit on the floor'
So he stood up and spat on the ceiling
Got any good (naughty) ones to share?
There was an old man of Darjeeling
Who boarded a bus bound for Ealing
It said on the door
`Don't spit on the floor'
So he stood up and spat on the ceiling
Got any good (naughty) ones to share?
Who kept posting things that were off topic.
He wanted to get
His count up a bit.
But he never could quite seem to manage it.
[I've been stuck on 248 posts for what seems like a couple of weeks.]
About american stuff he'd go on and on.
One day he up and quit,
taking all the stuff that he'd submit.
Now some of the threads aren't so long!
Please wash your hands after you p!ss
If you eat what you pick
It might make you quite sick
Of course then you might stop doing this
(Inspired by the psychosis thread) - rhythm's a bit off
whose children were awful each Morgen
they'd winge and they'd whine
till she hit the white wine
and screamed at them both like a Gorgon
cazxx
The was a young lady from Devizes,
Whose titties were differnt sizes.
One was small
And no good at all,
And the other so big it won prizes...
Confined in my house to do nuffin
On account of the flu:
Oh, what a to-do!
I hope I don't leave in a coffin...
You all deserve a big round of Thankses!
Creative lot you are ...
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Is they only appear in ... oh, bugger!
So stock up every month
And plan for ... crap, not again!
Geez, this is harder than it looks!
his problem, not mine.
Some of his posts are good
give him green blobs I should
with scrutiny maybe in time.
To rhyme, a bit of a bind.
The word "month", the same
(I tried -- nothing came;
If I don't stop, I may go blind!)
Is to maintain certain decorum
Although inventing a troll
May be considered droll
You risk insulting the quorum
They almost got me believin
In Shorrick’s doe eyes
And Sada’s disguise
There’s art to that there deceivin’
Then you know it, so why do you ask
Should you keep posting here
When you know it’s not fair,
To be maligned and made to look like an ass?
They falsely lay claim to pedantic
Yet, when a bimbo like me
Hogs the forum for free
The groaning becomes rather frantic
To this country, this odd poster thinks
That we give a damn
About Bush and Iran:
She's an off-topic monster; a minx!
I'm certain you'd mend with rapidity
If properly nursed
By someone well versed
In soupmaking and eruditity...
That he’ll take bait and try to enhance
His elegant mind
But from too much bad wine
Will forget that it’s all but a farce
To a bed or an elegant mind
We all know what he needs
But being diseased
a companion is not easy to find