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Never Give A Good Thing Up, Never Ever Call It Quites, And If You Find A Way That Works, Leave The Thing As It Is
The Chicken And The Horse.
The Chicken And The Horse Were Extremly Good Mates, They Hung Around With Each Other Everyday And Confided In Each Other Every So Often As Well. One Day The Chicken Came Out Of The Barn To Find The Horse Drowning In The Farms Local Quick-Sand. The Chicken Saw That The Farmer Had Just Got Back From Town And That His New BMW Was Outside The House. The Chicken Quickly Jumped In With A Rope, Lassoed The Horse's Head And Pulled Him Out With The BMW.
The Next Day The Horse Came Outside To Find The Chicken Drowning In Quick-Sand. The Problem Was, The Farmer Had Just Gone To Town To Rep-lace The Old Rope, Taking His BMW With Him. So The Horse Stood Across The Quick-Sand And Dangled His Penis For The Chicken To Grab. The Chicken Took The Penis In His Hand And The Horse Pulled Him Out.
What Is The Moral Of The Story I Hear You Ask?
The Moral Of The Story Is:
If Your Hung Like A Horse, You Don't Need A BMW To Pick Up Chicks!
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This Is Tim Evans
Once Upon A Time Tim Evans Was A 4 Year Old Boy.
He Still Seemed Bold Though.
He Was Playing With Cars On His Landing (Which Had No Banister) With His Dear Friend Joe.
Then Tim Drove To Fast And Fell Of The Landing.
Joe Ran To See If tim Was O.K Only To Find Him Hanging Off The Landing By His NOSE!
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Raph LeGall
I'm Sorry You Had To See Him Naked. But This Is My Friend Raph. He Has An Afro. I Can't Say Much More. |
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William Hine
He May Look A Bit Strange, But He's Alright Really.
I Think. Maybe.
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Aled Fisher
This Is Dil. He Has A Very Old Dad Called Jim. But He is Safe And Is Good At Poetry And Shit Like That, So Here Is One Of His Poems.
Riddles Of Middles
by Aled Fisher
Sunday, January 05, 2003
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I look to the stars
I see Venus in the evening
You asked me what it was
I was lost in your glow
For you are a light
I could chart my journey by you
Through love, through hate,
Through life
I remember every sensation
Sensual, loving and blissfully free
From the first kiss, on the walk home
On a freezing night you lit up my world
The time, the movies, the T.V.
We watched in your little room
8 months ago I was reborn
Into You
Little rooms,
Fields of green,
Kitchens,
Cinema screens,
Singing sweet,
Match-made-in-dreams,
Stars and guitars,
City streets
Venues of love,
Of memories,
Of nearer and farther,
Of in between,
Riddles of middles,
Things we've seen,
Shared in love,
Everything
Though this day I gave to friends
And favourite football teams
All the time I thought of you
Behind each ecstasy, your face
You do not haunt my vivid dreams
But you fill my waking hours
All in me that is pure and gleaming
Is you
I cried thick tears of sorrow
I was sick... for you, for you,
Sorry to put this upon on you
In the starlight of wintry Wales
No pressure you will feel
I release you under the evening star
And when morning comes, I'll wake, with visions
Of you
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Cat
This Is Cat. Nothing Bad To Say. She's Safe Really Safe. |
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Let Go?
Let Go We Both Shall Do
But Our Memory Will Stay With You
When You Are Free Again
Remember How I Feel Then
I Will Always Be Here
Waiting, Wwak And Mear
Im I That Annoy More
No, Im Still The Boy You Onced Adored
Never Forget What We Had
Future Times May Make Me Glad
I Think Of You Everyday
I Think To Myself
Mabye Someday, Some Way
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Do You Even Understand
Will You Ever Understand
The Way Im Working
Because I Dont
I Just End Up Hurting
I Cant Live, I Cant Work
To Live A Life Unknown
I Need To Hear Some Magical Words
You Know From Me I Am Sincier
Just Forgivness Would Be Enough
But To Get That Seems To Tough
Maybe One Day, Time Will Tell
I Doubt It Though, Its Too Late
I Fell.
21 March 2003
Dan Carter
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Wake Up
Wake Up Life Seems Bad
Thats When It Hits Me
When The Darkness Rules
When I See Only What I've Done
Your Happy Now
I Should Be Pleased
For Some Reason
I Cant See Though The Darkness
Wake Up, Life Just Hits Me
There Is No Break From My Insanity
I Sit Here And Wonder Why?
Eevery Time I Think Of You,
I Cry?
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My Questions
Dam You For Being So Nice
Dam You For Attracting Me
Letting Me Get Stuck In My Own Vice
You Caught In The Biggest Change To Happen To Me
Your Amazing, Your Immense
Why I Love You Seems To Make Sense
I Cant Change The Way I Feel
A Bit Like Col's Feattish For John Peel
Your Too Good For Me
Better Than I'll Ever Be
I Still Just Stop. To Wonder Why?
How Could I Be So Sly
Im Sorry, You Got My Apologie
Please Take Me Out This Missery
I Fucked Up I Know I Did
But I Cant Cope, Im An Invilid
You Saw It So Did I
Please Don't Leave Me Here To die
I Need You, I Love You, I Sound So Pathetic
To End All This I Need Anesethic
The Knife Draws Close
I Give In
I Guess Its Too Grose
I Now Cant Win
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I Used To Be
I Used To Be So Cool And Calm
I Used To Think Though My Palm
Now A Shake A Nervous Wreck
Why Do I Do This, What The Heck
Live This Life Of Sorrow No More
I Love You, I Told You, Im Sure
Now I Go Back To Being Dan
Now I Go Back To Being A Man
Cowering Is Not For Me
I Need To Relax Take It Easy
You Should Know I Here Whenever
For Now I'll Go Back To Giping Trevor
Its Causes Great Pain To See With Another
For My Crimes Thats How I Will Suffer
Be Your Friend I Will
I Can No Longer Be The One I Kill
I Need My Life, I Need To Live
My Heart To you Is What I give
Take It, Break It, Do What you Will
Why I Cant Let go, Why Me Do You Kill
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This Moments Feelings
I Sit Here, Jamacian Behind Me
For Some Reason, I Cry Silently
I Cant Let Go, I Wonder Why
If I Dont Im Scared Ill Die
At Least I Cant Go Out To Play
I Would Proberly Drink Myself A Stray
Instead I Sit Here, Not Moving On
From The Days, We Know Have Gone
Shall More Return, Time Will Tell
I Wish It Was You, I Could Smell
Instead Its Me, Trying So Hard
Knowing I Deserve This Red Card
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There Must Be Something There
We Wandered The River
It Was Flowing More That Ever
I Asked You
You Had Some Reason, Not To
The River Was Calm But Silent Here
It Was Good Just To Have You Near
I Expected To Dance
That Wasn't Too Much To Ask
Denial Was Around
You Made No Sound
Was Nothing There
Is Your Heart For Me So Bear
21 March 2003
Dan Carter
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