Friday, April 13, 2007

A poem by me

There was a young boy from Margate,
Who had neither a friend or a mate,
His hair looked a mess,
he liked to wear a dress,
and his face was always ORANGE!!!!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Not Blue green or yellow,
this boy is a no go
he is a twat
a twonk and a prat
the orange boy called Joe !!

Linda said...

There was a young man called Simon
who always asked for the pieman,
we told him to stop
but alas he went pop
and ended up all over the Ryman!