Today's poet

[stevefoster]

tempting fish fingers
strip off those coats of gold and
reveal bare white flesh

Ooer Mrs, what will Cap'n Birdseye reckon to that

[Harry H Howgill]

Ha ha ha! Nice one OW, that was worth coming back to the forum for.

Fish finger porn
for lascivious veggies
substitute with quorn

I've got a freezer full of quorn, but I've never seen a fish-finger-substitute! They might be onto a winner there if they don't produce one already!

[Old Whippet]

My poem started off as a limeric with one of the lines ending in Pollacks. Enough said!

was it this one?

Oars placed in their Rollocks
They went out and caught some Pollacks
Little oblongs of gold
A sight to behold
'These Pollacks are the Dogs Bollacks'

[Old Whippet]

tempting fish fingers
strip off those coats of gold and
reveal bare white flesh

frighteningly good!

[freckle]

In the rooms of our eyes

In the half light we gaze,
with the hub hub of onlookers
an invisible line
blurs the boundaries of selves
in the rooms of our eyes.

Azure orbs, your eyes are
furnished with objects of mine
some forgotten, some a suprise
safely held, fed and warmed
in the rooms of your eyes.

My eyes, tired and aching
dance in your lightness
and softly ask ...
"can I cherish you"
in the rooms of my eyes

And sitting quietly,
Filled with hope and excitement
about the future, the shape
of (our) home
in the rooms of our eyes.

[Harry H Howgill]

That's lovely Freckle, but couldn't you have squeezed a fish finger reference in there somewhere?

In the rooms of our eyes

In the half light we gaze,
with the hub hub of onlookers
an invisible line
blurs the boundaries of selves
in the rooms of our eyes.

Azure orbs, your eyes are
furnished with objects of mine
some forgotten, some a suprise
safely held, fed and warmed
in the rooms of your eyes.

My eyes, tired and aching
dance in your lightness
and softly ask ...
"can I cherish you"
in the rooms of my eyes

And sitting quietly,
Filled with hope and excitement
about the future, the shape
of (our) home
in the rooms of our eyes.

[Derby Tup]

was it this one?

Oars placed in their Rollocks
They went out and caught some Pollacks
Little oblongs of gold
A sight to behold
'These Pollacks are the Dogs Bollacks'

It wasn't that good

[Hes]

Ooer Mrs, what will Cap'n Birdseye reckon to that

ha ha...

Captain Birdseye
is simple to please
just give him fish fingers
with a plate full of peas

for a little sauce
add some hp
some long lean chips
and happy is he!

[Nathaniel Lee]

Excellent Freckle really nice.

[Harry H Howgill]

I like it, and it was clean!

ha ha...

Captain Birdseye
is simple to please
just give him fish fingers
with a plate full of peas

for a little sauce
add some hp
some long lean chips
and happy is he!