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19. April 2006, 08:19:12
Haridaspal 
Emne: Ditty on D.T.
DITTY ON D.T.

There was this guy, Samuel L Clemens,
Whom you may perhaps know as Mark Twain,
He suffered (I suppose) from delirium tremens,
For he gave up smoking time and time again.

When asked how he could do it so often,
He'd smile benignly, and cop a subtle feel,
His eyes would twinkle, his voice would soften,
He'd say, "Giving up ain't such a big deal!"

"When your throat burns, and your eyes hurt,
And your stomach feels disgustingly queasy,
And you heart feels as if it’s being ripped apart,
Then giving up becomes remarkably easy.”

“Of course, as the new day dawns
You feel refreshed, rejuvenated, without regret,
You stretch like a cat and stifle your yawns
And reach a lazy arm for another cigret.”

“You have to do it, you know, to start again,
So another chance to give up comes along.”
Thus spake Zarathustra … err … ummm … Mark Twain,
Or so I’m told, though I may have heard wrong.

21. April 2006, 19:15:16
ArnieTxx 
Emne: Trees, birds, people busy in April
Spring: nature wakes.
Trees again grow leaves.
Birds, migrating, return.
We fill leaves of a return!

30. April 2006, 23:34:02
The Usurper 
Emne: Skill
To jump
Over a stump
Without getting a bump
On your rump

1. Maj 2006, 02:06:26
The Usurper 
Emne: Talent
I once killed a snake
With a rake
By the lake
But did the snake have the rake?
Or did it just fake?

1. Maj 2006, 05:22:52
The Usurper 
Emne: Strategy
If you think you're gonna lose
Choose booze & drink shots in twos

1. Maj 2006, 07:27:04
rednaz23 
Emne: Re: What do you think?
ΜīήďSрŷ: Thanks MindSpy! I didn't think I was the only one who liked that poem! Wow... it is really dead on BK on Sunday nights... Inspiration for a new poem!

On Sunday nights
our site gets bored
This really bites
a licorice cord?

I am real tired
Maybe time to sleep
I could get wired
or just scream BLEEP!

LOL. That was a quickly written poem... time to work on some more homework and look at my main page for a game to play!

2. Maj 2006, 07:57:58
rednaz23 
Emne: Sundays... and Mondays!
oh, these Monday's are the same.
All I do is sit in rage!
Hope I see an awaiting game.
Time to click on the main page!

2. Maj 2006, 10:44:35
Haridaspal 
Emne: Short Poems
I really enjoyed The Usurper's short poems. And your's, rednaz23. This gives me the courage to post a short poem of my own which I wrote a few years back - I hope it doesn't offend anyone - I was only trying to express my tremendous liking for the poetry of Ogden Nash:

UPPERS & DOWNERS

Every time I have some booze,
The main-screw in my brain turns loose;
But when I have some pot or hashish
I feel distinctly Ogden Nashish.

2. Maj 2006, 10:46:09
Haridaspal 
Emne: Longer Poem
DAFFY DEALS

Or

My Love Ignores Me

(With due apologies to Willie Wordsworth)

I wondered madly as a clown
That turns cartwheels in crazy guise,
When all at once I saw a frown
On her forehead, above her eyes;
The more I try to primp and please,
The more we get like chalk and cheese.

Continuous as the tap that drips
Through sleepless night till rooster crows,
I keep trying to come to grips
With lyrical rhyme and candid prose;
Ten thousand words I bring to taste,
Yet my fervour goes to waste!

The others smile, but she, alas,
Looks uninterested, like Chappell Sir,
I fret, I worry, I beg and curse,
(I'll probably get peptic ulcer);
And there she sits like Buddha Jade,
Quite oblivious of my serenade.

Later, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood
It flashes on my inward eye
That my chances are completely screwed;
And my heart goes roun' and roun';
I'll end my days a lonely clown.

2. Maj 2006, 14:35:39
rednaz23 
Emne: Re: Short Poems
Tuesday: I have written a poem about the last couple days... now I must write one about Tuesday! LOL I will get to that later tonight when I am bored and have nothing else to do! :-) Stay tuned for a Tuesday poem!

2. Maj 2006, 20:08:34
rednaz23 
Emne: new Tuesday poem
Oh, it's Tuesday!

Oh, its Tueday!
Lets hope you win
its not lose day
Oh, let me grin!

*************************

BK or class?

I want to play
but still have class
oh my Tuesday
I have gas

This poem is dumb
I'm such a bass
I need a tum
or keep this gas

Soon off to class
Where I shall sit
Lets hope my class
won't make me ____



QUIT! Not what you were thinking!

3. Maj 2006, 07:18:03
rednaz23 
I saw this sweet poem in the bathroom today, on the wall... Here it is... Some of you may have seen this already... It is quite crude, but it is still really funny;

Here I sit
Broken hearted
Came to s___
but only f__ted

3. Maj 2006, 07:59:11
Haridaspal 
Emne: rednaz23's bathroom poem
Hi! I've seen this long, long ago, but I must say, it is one of the most brilliant short poems I've ever read! How about having a competition :- Find a suitable title for the poem!

3. Maj 2006, 08:08:58
rednaz23 
Emne: Re: rednaz23's bathroom poem
Haridaspal: Faded Dream?

3. Maj 2006, 11:57:00
Haridaspal 
Perhaps "Earth, Wind & Fire"

3. Maj 2006, 17:20:37
ScarletRose 
Emne: Re:
Tuesday: hahaha.. Nicely done!

3. Maj 2006, 17:26:26
rednaz23 
Emne: Tuesday
Tuesday should write a peom every Tuesday... :-D

4. Maj 2006, 01:40:56
rednaz23 
Emne: Black Rook on Wednesday
I know its Wednesday!
spaghetti I cook
I will really pay
I want a black rook

I want this so bad
I bet you do too
I will be so glad
When it goes through

I have lots to do
I better get going
I say this I do
'fore I get boring

4. Maj 2006, 06:47:47
rednaz23 
Emne: Re: Black Rook on Wednesday
Boring and going don't really rhyme... lol. Oh well.

4. Maj 2006, 14:47:33
Haridaspal 
Emne: UNIQUE OCCURRENCE
This morning, 2 minutes and 3 seconds after one,
I had some fun;
Without too many tocks and ticks,
My digital clock read 01:02:03:04:05:06!

What a strange, delightful sequence;
Doesn't occur with much frequence,
In truth, this will never again be seen
Until we are all dead and disappeared from the scene.

4. Maj 2006, 14:55:48
Rose 
Emne: Re: UNIQUE OCCURRENCE
Haridaspal: Very unique! Youre right, WE wont ever see that day again!

4. Maj 2006, 16:39:14
rednaz23 
Emne: Re: Black Rook on Wednesday
Tuesday: Thanks Tuesday! I enjoyed that very much! But now I am slightly scared... Oh well. I'll just play some games and get over it.

4. Maj 2006, 16:41:24
furbster 
hehe, don't be scared, be inundated with games

4. Maj 2006, 19:57:26
Dolittle 
Emne: Re: Black Rook on Wednesday
rednaz23:Congrats on that black rook! Let's play some backgammon!!

5. Maj 2006, 09:57:36
Radiant2008 :-) 
Emne: Re: Thursday's poem
rednaz23: Wish you a good nite sleep, Phil!

5. Maj 2006, 10:04:15
Radiant2008 :-) 
Emne: Poem for a Fridaymorning
Tickly tickly around my nose..
whats that? Ahh, the sun that just arose;
peeking through my bedroom blinds
waking me up from my dreamminds..

Away from sofar
brought me back to life
deep deep sleep
got me a headache like a knife

but hey,
thank God its Friday
and I am off,
no need to work today,
no need to go anywhere,
but visit BK today..

I know I could write better
then these words in a rhyme;
but I just opened my eyes on this Fridaymorning,
and let you all know that I am fine! ;-)

Radiant - The Hague, 5 May 2006 - Dutch National Liberation Day

5. Maj 2006, 13:51:13
furbster 
hehe ta, Looks weird seeing a black one next to my name though as i was white for so long lol

5. Maj 2006, 15:46:34
Haridaspal 
Emne: Cup of Glory
(With due apologies to Rudyard Kipling - and to Bill Shankly)

Oh, East is East, and West is West,
And never the twain shall meet,
Unless it is the World Cup time,
And men kick balls with feet.
There is neither East nor West,
Nor border, breed or birth,
When two teams kick-off face to face,
From different ends of earth.

Twenty-two men, all fit and strong,
And mostly slim and tall,
Go helter skelter o’er the field,
Chasing a single ball.
They push and strive and sweat and toil,
They collapse on the mat;
‘Tis not about just life or death,
But so much more than that.

6. Maj 2006, 05:13:51
rednaz23 
Emne: Friday Poem
Today while waiting
for just one game
I was debating
if this was not lame

fellowship I made
is what I just did
line games I raid
I'm still just a big kid

just got a good beating
That doesn't matter
I sit here eating
My cookie dough batter!

Line games are great
cuz my boats went sinking
Cookie dough I ate
I still keep on thinking!

kings, rooks, and a knight
this group you can join
this groups future bright
it costs not a coin!

We play every line game
except for some pente
join and we should tame
everyone a plenty!

6. Maj 2006, 08:53:53
Haridaspal 
Emne: Be Happy That You're Alive
Life is but a fight
From morning till night;
So what?
Would you rather be dead and interred
Than alive, albeit wed and splintered!

6. Maj 2006, 08:56:30
Haridaspal 
Emne: Despair
India my homeland, my nation,
The haven of religious proliferation.
The land of many a God, many a teacher,
Many a saint, among whom feature
Krishna and Rama, Buddha and Mahavira;
Ramakrishna, Nanak and Kabir in times nearer.
And today, in this land of the Maharishis
The girl child is one of the endangered species.

India, my country, my motherland,
Where great men were born once, I understand;
Men like Gandhi, Raman and Tagore,
And Netaji, Panditji and so many more;
Sages, all, in some way or the other,
Sages, serving their Mother.
And today, in this land of the sages
Religion is the watchword of violent outrages.

6. Maj 2006, 08:59:08
Haridaspal 
Emne: Re: Friday Poem
rednaz23: Absolutely brilliant!

9. Maj 2006, 16:27:30
Haridaspal 
Emne: Cup of Glory
Cup of Glory

(With due apologies to Rudyard Kipling - and to Bill Shankly)

Oh, East is East, and West is West,
And never the twain shall meet,
Unless it is the World Cup time,
And men kick balls with feet.
There is neither East nor West,
Nor border, breed or birth,
When two teams kick-off face to face,
From different ends of earth.

Twenty-two men, all fit and strong,
And mostly slim and tall,
Go helter skelter o’er the field,
Chasing a single ball.
They push and strive and sweat and toil,
They collapse on the mat;
‘Tis not about just life or death,
But so much more than that.

11. Maj 2006, 22:57:10
harley 
Does anyone remember a poem called "The Playground" by Liz Hurley? I'm sure I posted it somewhere on BK but its not on this board. If anyone happens to know the poem could they send me a copy please?

11. Maj 2006, 22:59:39
Rose 
Emne: Re:
harley: YOu mean liz hurley the actress?

11. Maj 2006, 23:21:18
harley 
Emne: Re:
Rose: I'm not sure if its one and the same, I don't think so. The poem is about ADHD and the poet has a son with the disorder and wrote this poem. I don't think it is the actress.

11. Maj 2006, 23:42:12
Radiant2008 :-) 
Emne: Re:
harley: Do you know perhaps the first sentence of the poem? It helps to find it through Google.

11. Maj 2006, 23:43:01
Rose 
Tilpasset af Rose (11. Maj 2006, 23:43:17)
I googled the poem name and the poet plus ADHD came up with tons of info on the actress and playgrounds only.. can't fid it at all on google

11. Maj 2006, 23:45:50
harley 
Emne: Re:
Radiant Aunt & Rose: thanks but I already spent ages googling for it and couldn't find it. I didn't get it off the net to start with though.

Its goes something like... I stand alone in the playground
Noone talks to me
I'm the mother of the monster
the little boy with ADHD...

Its quite a long poem, very sad.

11. Maj 2006, 23:48:15
Rose 
Emne: Re:
harley: Wish I was more help. Sorry

11. Maj 2006, 23:49:20
harley 
Oh wow I just found it! I knew I had it on my PC, it wasn't a file that was immediately recognised - and my mistake, its Linda Hurley who wrote it. Hope you like it now!

***********


THE PLAYGROUND

I stand alone in the playground
No one talks to me
I see the looks, and hear their whispers:
She's the mother of the 'little beast'.

The boy who cant sit still in the classroom
The one that fools around
The child who torments the others
And throws himself to the ground.

She must be a useless parent
No control or restraint
We'll go and see the Headmistress
And make a formal complaint.

We want the 'looney' expelled
You know the one we mean
The boy who runs aorund the playground
As if driven by a machine.

Who sends the other children flying
Cuts and bruises everywhere
Get rid of the little menace
How you do it, we don't care.

The 'brat' whose been banned at lunchtime
The child who has no friends
The boy who's never invited to parties
And Christmas cards - not one was sent.

The child who cries because he is lonely
As no friend invites him to tea
The boy who believes he is useless
And not fit to be loved by me.

The lad who is a 'loner'
Through no choice of his own
Who struggles in the classroom
And is made to sit alone.

The boy who lags behind
As hard as he may try
Who at the age of seven
Can barely read and write.

And so I continue to stand alone
No one talks to me
The mother of a little boy
Whose been diagnosed with ADHD

11. Maj 2006, 23:57:38
Radiant2008 :-) 
Emne: Re:
harley: I am very glad you found it And yes, its a striking one.. and yes, you posted it somewhere here.. Ive seen this here before; but don't know where!

Goodnight

12. Maj 2006, 00:03:17
Radiant2008 :-) 
Emne: Re:
harley: It IS actually a very sad poem and tonight before bedtime, I will pray that all Mom's of children with ADHD, Aspergers, Autism will have the right support where it comes to these issues. I mean, its not good when child and Mom are being ignored like that.. There good be created a sort of understanding level, at least by the teachers towards the other Moms / children.. anyway.. my thoughts

12. Maj 2006, 07:11:38
Dolittle 
Emne: Re:
harley:That is very good dear harley! It makes me cry to think that children are treated unkind because they are different!

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