Its pouring down outside
Ive got to bike soon
Off to work i ride
I'll be soaked to the skin
"Gosh look at him"
Oh i cant wait.
Printable View
Oh dear...this is going to do my heed in now...off to running club soon which i anticipate will involve avoiding idle talk so i can now construct a limerick.......aaaaaaarrrrrrrgh!
enjoying them tho-fun! :D
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
right i am back....
there was a young lass called freckle
made some errors in life but had nettle
one day she ran up a fell
and thought it real swell
and for nothing less will she now settle!
as basil brush would say BOOM BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!
Athletics Weekly have the same idea, but less impressive selection of poetry... all seems to be about running, for some reason!
http://www.athletics-weekly.com/foru...16d52b25cb0d2a
I'll give you a sample limerick...
There was a young man named Caster
Who suddenly ran a lot faster
When one day he heard
He could run as a bird
If he strapped down his co*k with a plaster.
Sorry Freckle, probably not what you were thinking! And now I'm off to run in the rain with a headtorch!
I'm thinking worms, can, open....
Oh happy days! Poetry anarchy.
I like the offering Boywonder!
Another twisty turn of direction today. Love it. I've just wasted a whole run thinking up non-limerick verse! :D
Sometimes I think
I only run so that I
can shovel down
heart attack inducing
quantities
of chocolate digestives
with no regrets
There was a young lady called Hester
Who cycled from Masham to Leicester
That wasn’t her plan
She just followed a man
Clad in some tight polyester