Viewing Thread:
"Lets give this poem lark a go."

I've pulled.
She is nice.
She makes me smile.
Her name is Rachel.
She lives miles away.
That makes me sad.
We talk on the phone.
That makes me happy.
I'm all loved up.
I'm bloody pathetic at the moment.
Sorry.
The sun is shining,
I'm off to the pub for the afternoon,
in a bit though - no rush.
Life is good
But I have no money.
This poem is gash.

The end.

Its pretty good. At least its straight to the point. None of that technical language garbage.

Not up to Grix standard infact not up to ....... no I cant say it is too cruel. mind you no one said poetry had to rhyme or have reason.

Verse 2:

Juyst got back from the pub
had a fair few beers.
Got an induction for summer job this evening.
This'll be funny.
Working for Tesco's for 7 weeks.
Oh joy.
Think of the pay cheque.
Ok i'll do that.
Verse two is rubbish
as well isn't it?
Thought so.

I'm jealous.

What's it about?

certainly is

I've pulled.
She is nice.
She makes me smile.
Her name is Rachel.
She lives miles away.
That makes me sad.
We talk on the phone.
That makes me happy.
I'm all loved up.
I'm bloody pathetic at the moment.
Sorry.
The sun is shining,
I'm off to the pub for the afternoon,
in a bit though - no rush.
Life is good
But I have no money.
This poem is gash.

The end.