h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

From sitting on my chair
In front of my PC
I have pins and needles in my bum
And eyes that can't see

Then I would suggest
you take a rest.
Get some toast and tea.
Then you will find
some peace of mind.
No nagging from lil ol' me!!

I've had some toast
As you suggested on Yikes
It had jam and butter
Just as I likes..

I'm going in a bit
To work on this rpg
And then after that
I'll get some tea

Okay, my friend
You can go and play
I promise not to send
more threats your way!

Righty ho
See you soon
You'll be glad to be rid
Of at least one more loon

Now what can I say?
He's going at last!
See you later today!
It's been a blast!!

Of I go
My dignity in tatters
Off on Zak's quest
To make me fatter

Just a random poem to break up the conversation

Cold hands wrapped in latex
Cold eyes, analyzing, questioning
An endless day
Minutes, hours
Days, an eternity
Just the touch of those eyes
Brings back the touch of those hands
I'm all alone
I cry

dont cry dont cry
put the tissue to your eye
dont fret dont fret
it will turn out right i bet
please smile please smile
walk on for just one mile
rains gone rains gone
sunshine will walk you home

Thanks , last night, i would have said ; but now i'll wait , till your here next,instead ! ( me pc got a bit emotional last night had to reboot etc...,but ok now )

My Dad

My Dad is orange and always funny,
Like a summer morning.
He is like a circus in the town always making me laugh,
My Daddy is like a designer label always ready to
"Rock & Roll Kiddo"
He is like a cool chair always ready to relax.
He is a footie mad Dad always ready to play.
He says he's a sports car but I think he is a tractor!!

My Dad, was a policeman..
Then he ran a pub.
He kept a nice clean cellar,
and put empties in the tub.

He kept his house in order.
No messing would he take.
We all knew the look he gave,
It was enough to make you quake.

He would look at them coldly,
Then show them to the door.
It could have been the dog he had,
But they never came back for more.

My dad is a policeman
Upholding French law
He chases down the criminals
And gives them all what for

is your Dad like Inspector Clouseau?

My father died when I was small
I barely remember him at all
I was just six, and wondered why
My daddy had to go and die.
When my friends had theirs to hug and kiss
I often wondered what I'd missed -
His hand to guide me on my way,
Or childish games we didn't play.
I can see his face now as I sit
I see the strengh and love in it,
And wish that we'd had some more time
To walk along - his hand in mine.

Oh little !


That's beautiful..

I thought you were off to bed.

i hope you dont mind me having a go
im not very quick im very slow
i walk in the rain and walk in the snow
the only time i run is when i have to go.