General Chat

Easel, oils and brushes, Floppy hat, string vest, Genius was Vincent, painting wot he liked the best. How I wish I had my own, growing ten feet tall, Just as happy, almost, with 'em framed on the wall!

Barbara, I understand, sunflowers don't make a mess. Does not mean that you love your children any less. Could it be that sunflowers do not argue or shout. They always lookso happy and never ever pout. Dare I say that they can be seen but never heard and that they even let you have the last word!

A word about my sunflower its nearly nine feet high I only feed it plant food dont have to bake a pie it eats less than my kids do and never starts to fight now a house full of sunflowers! hmm, err, yes, well, quite.........................! (I love them really)

Very busy you all have been, hope you had a nice trip, dear Christine. Well, Barbara's back and in fine fettle, Xstatic Ron please fill that kettle. You're walking, we know, on cloud nine, Zillion good wishes we send online.

Romance has claimed our mate Ron this is why he has upped and gone. Still in Wales with his lady friend good wishes to them both I send. Though to tell the truth I am full of envy. Romance seems to have gone and left me. Undeniably I need to drown my sorrow. Pass me that bottle. I'll see you tomorrow!

Question is should I say? who's kitty had a party whilst they were away? away for a day!

Just WHO told that Fanny I like my bed? cos its very true I like to zed (snoring nice and hearty) but I'm up and about to write this rhyme cos I'm off to a kittys party! ...........am taking the cat nip.............

Creeping in at crack of dawn Trying to stifle a great big yawn Don’t know what’s happened to that Ron It’s surely time he had the kettle on Expect to have some fun today With lots of children coming to play Friday is fun day where I work Others the fun and games they shirk Great, I think it is, to play I’ve not grown up I hear you say Hope you all are having a lovely time I’ll be back again later to add more rhyme

I bet that Barbara's in her bed, resting her weary little head. don't shout, don't wake her, dont even try because if you do, shes sure to cry Rack off you guys - I'm sleeping cant you see? no offence intended, hi to Barbara (whispering just in case) love Yvette x

But where is Barbara hiding out shall we press the Caps Lock and give her a SHOUT?

Angelic Joy -you tackled the Zed you are a treasure on this thread.

Zed - I'll take it just this time and rack my brain to write a rhyme. On second thoughts I can't do zed- need it like a hole in the head!

Very sad to read of their plight. I think I might have a sleepless night.

Question is - did they taste nice, did you scoff the lot and not think twice? Red ones, green ones, orange or black all taste the same, now I think back. Sickly's a word that comes to mind after the second bag, I find. Trembling in fear and ready to run but legs made of jelly ain't no fun. U could almost hear them asking why, but jelly babies never cry.

Poor jelly babies, doomed from the start. Reading this has broken my heart

Line dancing's a hoot it slims the hips, I can 'yeeeha' with the best. Got the stetson Got the boots - why can't I get the steps!

Keep adding your rhymes Barbara my friend Do jelly babies come to a sticky end?

Jelly babies should be eaten by biting off their heads since no one wants them to suffer this is the way that is best

Hi there everyone, glad to see you again. I am sitting here listening to the rain.

Be careful our Ron, as you hobble along, the pavements in wales are not level. Cool poor swollen foot with frozen pea packs and in instant relief you will revel. Dorothy's right, take more water tonight, (joking of course, but it rhymes just right) Enjoy your next trip -(oh, a Freudian slip!) when you meet with your darling in Wales. Fine folk are the Welsh though I say it myself! Greet your lady from us without fail.