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Come and prove it afore GR die


Todie or yesterdie or ....
;-)

IF you can keep your thread when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,.
If you can then plead innocence when all men doubt you,
and always put a 'false' when it is 'true'

...........
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of trolling done,
Yours is the board and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a WUM, my son!

To post, or not to post: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outraged reports
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To be banned: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That posts and threads are heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. to be banned, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to fret: ay, there's the rub;

Day after day, Day after day
Page stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship:
Upon a painted ocean.
boredom, boredom everywhere,:
And all the boards were static
I'd post my own opinions
but fear I'm too dogmatic. :-D

In Xanadu did GR decree
The existence of a Mighty Tree,
Where generations ran,
Through times and twists,
Measureless to man.
Down to you and me

The very words you have writ
I had thought them too
But mine weren't as flowing as yours
Here's what I thought, to you.

Use it or lose it
Ain't that what they say?
Put your words down, and now
Where's the wit of yesterday?

Don't hide in the long threads
Come out and have a word
my goodness that Uzzi
What a buzz she's stirred


:-D

Rubbish Rubbish.....I here you cry
Come and prove it afore GR die :-D


Tis all poetic licence :-D :-D

There are cobwebs in the corner
and nothing much to read
there's a listless wind a'blowing
through the rolling tumbleweed
perhaps the last few members
who have something smart to say
could say it on this page, and quick!
before GR fades away.

;-)

* chews pencil thoughtfully *

trying to think of a second verse for your poem Susan now what rhymes with tumbleweed, bored, load of crap............ermmmmmmmmmm and page error
:-D

:-D :-D :-D

The four of us went out one day
On a GR thread to play
All of a sudden the thread it broke
And down came all the GR folk :-D

talking to myself has been one of the joys in life Allan.....there is much one can get away with when classed as mad :-D


~~~~~ and good afternoon.......been out and now am back

Four I was reading too :-)

~~~~~~~ to Susanwiv :-),

now we are three...

You do know that talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, don't you, Susanwiv? :-0 :-D :-D

When all at once I had a thought

There was!.........and it was Me :-D

Not a soul to see