Confessions of a serial mower - ode to a comp
Promoting a comp
is not very nice
If you are small, sad and grey,
and your friends are all mice.
My poems are all witty
and filled with much ditty
Its all ended in tears
CL are just shi**y.
Wednesday, 2 May 2007
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Oh Mousie I love it, thanks for making me laugh. They really are, aren't they!
Made me burst out laughing! Grandma you look beautiful and so does the heiress! (you don't look very mousie though!)
well done - good pome.
Brillian well done.
Blossomx
Brillian well done.
Blossomx
Brill poem, I know you are a bit disappointed with ASA, but just remember we are all in a better place now, otherwise we'd still be plodding on with boring CL
You mean they had a COMPETITION ?
You are a funny Mousie!!
I have to say-I am so glad to be here and not there.
warm wishes
xx
Dont worry - I am not sad - neither am I grey or small. Its a bit of fun to cheer you all up. Still they dodged the first bullet but then shot themselves in the foot so not all bad news I feel.
Promotion, commotion, where will it all end I wonder - in purple never never land I hope.
Hi Mousie, have just got here yesterday from the dark side and am loving your poems already. Its good to laugh. The heiress is beautiful and you certainly look younger than your age (you know what they say - "you are only as old as the man that you feel !!".
Looking forward to catching up with you all again.
Take care - Jacqui x
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