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

This little poem
is all about me.
Theres not much to say,
theres not much to see.

I work with flowers
and all things that grow.
I order the the seeds,
for people to sow.

I buy in the bulbs
to make gardens look bright
Thier fragrance so beautiful
on a warm summers night.

I have a cat,
Guiness is his name.
It speaks for itself,
the colour is the same.

I'm verv quick witted
so its been said,
if i can't use wit
i'll use sarcasm instead.

So this is the end
of my little rhymne
send a reply
when you have the time.

I've got a few minutes
So here's my reply
You'll see I am quite
An articulate guy

I live in Norf London
East Finchley, N2
I've lived there for five years now.
What about you?

I'm not a cat lover
Far from it, in fact
I like my furniture
Completely intact

I lived with a cat once
My flatmate's, you see
I didn't like it
And it didn't like me!

My passion is football.
The beautiful game
I know you don't care for it
Well, that's a shame

I would have invited you
Come watch me play,
Men in tight shorts
On a cold winter's day!!

But that's clearly not
How you spend your weekends
I won't ask again
As refusal offends

Must dash now my dear
I've so much to do
It seems that the onus
Is firmly on you

Men in tight shorts?
thats not how i remember.
They were baggy to the knees
and thermals in November.

I've done my time
did two years.
In the cold and the rain,
it reduced me to tears.

I did it for the man,
i loved so dear.
But he cleared off and left me,
early last year!

I have to go to work now,
so cannot finish this rhyme.
But i'll come back and complete it,
as soon as i have time.

So football's not new to you
That's a surprise
What did you make of those
Thermal-clad guys?

But it's not for everyone
When all's said and done
So then, what do YOU do
Whe you want some fun?

Apart from the footie
I also like cooking
I'm great in the kitchen,
And really good looking!

My forte is pasta
But I roast, fry and bake
A particular favourite's
My moist chocolate cake

Another small weakness
indulge me, oh please:
I just cannot help myself
Buying CD's

The music I buy
Is always good taste
I don't like to see money
Going to waste

Please tell me your favourites:
Artist and song
We'll try a new game
- we can both play along

I'll give you a song title
Next comes the game
You write a short poem,
And give it a name

Your poem must relate to
The song title given
You'll find it's not easy
Unless you are driven

So go on then, you start:
I'll have a go first.
But now I must satiate
My hunger and thirst

later
Jx

I have to go home now
The game it must wait,
Don't hold it against me
I'll still be your mate

I've finished my work
And I'm ready to play
I'm off to the pub
For a beer - wahay!

I hope that your weekend
Brings laughter and fun
And that it doesn't finish
Before it's begun

For my part it's clubbing
It just feels so right
I love to go dancing
On Saturday night

On Monday I'll be back
But not 'til real late
I'm working night shifts
But that's something I hate

If only it wasn't me
It's just not fair
Oh well, we all have
Our crosses to bear

Ta-ra, see you later,
Farewell and goodbye
If you don't leave a message
I'll probably cry

x

I'm amazed at how quickly,
these poems you write.
To produce that ammount,
would take me all night.

Its a struggle now,
to find what to say.
I guess im just tired,
it been a long day.

My music taste is varied,
i like it that way.
From Linkin Park,
to David Gray

Jakatta is cool,
heavy metal a test.
Rave has its place
Evanesance are best.

The song line sounds fun,
lets give it a go.
I'll start you off,
with one you might know.


'Take this silver lining, keep it in your own sweet head'.

Have a good weekend
Jen.

"Take this Silver Lining, keep it in your own sweet head"

Every cloud has a silver lining
Every rainbow a secret to hide,
My Cat has gone missing, that's why I am pining
My heart just feels empty, hollow inside.

My life can't go on now, my pet has walked out on me
Cats are not safe when alone in the park
Insisting on going wherever she shouldn't be
I hope she comes back now before it gets dark

An hour or two later, and still not a sign of her
Please God, let someone who knows about pets
Find her and take her home, really look after her
And if she is hurt she must go to the vet's

What if she's trapped somewhere, really dangerous
Perhaps I should think about calling the police
Or maybe I'll knock on a few of the neighbours
Yes, good idea, I'll just grab my fleece

A knock at the door! Pray, only be good news...
A downtrodden man with some news to offload,
"Excuse me," he says "Down one of the avenues,
Your cat, she lies dead by the side of the road."

At first the news threw me, I didn't believe him
The whole situation must be a mistake
To see for myself, I said "Come on, we're leaving,"
I'd had about all I thought I could take

Alas it was true, my beautiful Kitty
Lying there dead, she'd been hit by a car
I carried her home in my arms, I felt shitty
But no use in crying, just head for the bar

I looked out the window and saw a star shining
Whilst downing a whiskey and drowning my sorrows
Cos every cloud has a silver lining
A beacon to help us through all our tomorrows



Sorry about the slightly morbid content but I just blurted out the first few ideas that came into my head and the rest followed. Seriously though, it wasn't a swipe at your cat, just reflecting our earlier conversational content!

OK then, you're next:


" Tell me why - I don't like Mondays...."

I'm quite disappointed
I thought you might find
A couple of minutes
To leave me behind

A little memento
A song or a verse:
A had a go yesterday
You couldn't do worse!

I'm doing a night-shift
I don't feel inspired
To write too much poetry
Far, far too tired.

It's just before midnight
AS I sit here writing,
My bed is appearing
Increasingly inviting!

Without much ado, then,
I feel should go -
My brain is not working,
My typing is slow

So, as I said yesterday
Leave me a ditty
It doesn't matter
If it's not all that witty


"Tell me why - I don't like mondays"

Bye - John

So for the delay, i've been a little pre-occupied!

Monday morning
fills me with dread.
I never want to
get out of bed.

It should be cancelled,
and thrown away.
In favour of,
a better day.

Monday's a jinx,
and full of gloom.
It brings on fears,
of impending doom!

A full working week,
things to wrong.
Waiting for Friday
to sing a new song.

Out with Mondays,
Fridays are best.
Its the end of the week,
time for a rest.


that was hard! you have more talent for this than me i think!

You sure don't like Mondays.
I have to agree,
A Saturday morning's
The favourite for me

A lie in, the papers,
Some tea and some toast
Draw back the curtains,
Open the post

Forget about working
The weekend is here
The cafe for breakfast,
The pub for a beer....

Then off to the football
To cheer on your team
The pies are delicious
Or so it would seem!

Then back to the pub
To meet up with my brother
Our team has won today,
We'll stay for another!

Saturday night's hazy
A bit of a blur,
I think I'm seeing double
And starting to slur

Kebab and a taxi
Then home and to sleep
In bed I lie motionless
- clothes in a heap

Sunday is painful
I don't want to wake up
My eyes are all puffy
I wish I wore make-up!

The hangover's kicked in,
I'm as white as a ghost
But already I'm thinking
Of a huge Sunday roast

I'm working tomorrow
- A horrible thought!
I just cannot face it
An excuse must be sought!

I'm dead in agreement
It has to be said
That Monday's should be
Spent at home tucked in bed!

John

Very good

Heres a new one for you.

Road to Hell!!

Glad you liked it
Surely it's your turn now...?

I'll turn my hand to "Road to Hell" tomorrow if YOU have a go at this one first!

"The wheels on the bus....."

I'll have a go tomorrow, not in the right frame of mind at present

The wheels on the bus,
go round like life.
They turn through trouble,
pain and strife.

What you thought was reality
was just a dream
The vision on happiness
was wrong it would seem.

The bus stops at places
you don't want to go,
It lets on strange people
you don't want to know.

Just like in lifes journey
It comes to an end
The bus terminates here
Goodbye my friend.

Hows that!

Fantastic!!!!

Hope you're feeling in a better frame of mind now, anything up? I'm a bit busy at the mo but I should find time to have a pop at "The Road to Hell" a little later today.

Hhmmmm my title must have been too difficult!

I've tried to do the title justice but have just not found the time, perhaps later this afternoon, once work has calmed down a little!!