Rhyme

[whiskeryron]

I had a pal named Jim once
His fate was hard to bear
‘cause every time he said a word
He couldn’t help but swear

This trouble so oppressed him
He vowed he wouldn’t talk
And when he’d anything to say
He wrote it down with chalk

One day poor Jim went off his head
And to a Home was sent
So Jim wrote swear words on the walls
No matter where he went

They had to have a Social guy
To follow Jim about
And with a little piece of sponge
He’d rub the swear words out

One day with shouts the place rang out
And there was Jim poor man
Racing hard around the grounds
And yelling as he ran

Stand back, stand back, as onwards
He did plunge
I’m fifteen Fs & a Bugger in front
And my chaser’s
Lost his sponge.

By Anonymous.

[Quoi]

and on the day Jims chalk ran out
on heavens facebook wall
was Jim's last message to the world
up yours and f**k 'em all

[whiskeryron]

Quoi. Great that puts the finishing touch.

WR.

[murraymints]

St Peter said at the pearly gates
You can't come in you'll have to wait
Till I ask the man and take a look
In the sins and in the big swear book
It says here you've been naughty jim
And often too.... not just at whim
But sod 'Em Jim me old mugger
Come on in you lucky bu@@er
I need a friend a chum a mate
Someone to help with this sodding gate !!

[murraymints]

I'm glad you let me in.. at last
Sorry 'bout my murkey past
I wasn't bad just bored you see
One day I woke and thought f@@k me
I'll see what else there is to do
I'll run around throw verbal poo
Twas quite good fun for a bit
Till I landed in the proverbial sh@@
They locked me up and tossed the key
But now I'm here so God bless me

[Baldric]

That must have been one heck of a big cracker that was in
;-)

[murraymints]

BIG one baldric ! Lol...