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Dear Husband, It is time that I must have my say,
I've taken your shit day after day.
I've kept the home peaceful year after year
Now there is going to be changes, so listen my dear.
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by Denise Hobbs
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 5 |
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At this time of year it is patently clear
That the males are the ones who are blest.
Thoughts like "goodwill to men" we hear time and again
And we find them quite hard to digest.
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by Jacqueline Ramm
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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There was a young lady named May
Who was taking a ride in her sleigh.
She ran out of snow,
Her sleigh wouldn't go.
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at 2008-10-02 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 2 |
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Now I've tried all the normal approaches
All the pick-ups an' chat-ups an' stuff
Tried mi hand at so-phistication
Wi' some girls who were nowt if not rough
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by Steve Morris
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 2 |
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'Twas the night before Friday
and all through the town,
no cops were cruising,
no narks were around.
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by Flower Child
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 2 |
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T'was the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
The computers were whirring; they never do stop.
The power was on and the temperature right,
In hopes that the input would feed back that night.
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at 2008-04-17 |
Rating: 3.80
Votes: 5 |
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Christmas may be cancelled
The reindeer are on strike
Santa's stuck in Lapland
Forget your brand new bike
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by Patrick Winstanley
at 2008-05-13 |
Rating: 3.67
Votes: 3 |
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It's the day before Christmas
And all through the house
The puppies are squeaking
An old rubber mouse.
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at 2008-04-17 |
Rating: 3.17
Votes: 6 |
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'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 3.00
Votes: 2 |
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There was an old fellow named Claus
With a case of the mid-winter blahs.
Taught his reindeer to fly
So they took to the sky.
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at 2008-10-02 |
Rating: 2.00
Votes: 1 |
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Old Scrooge wore a smile not a sneer
And was filled with Holiday cheer.
For there in the sky,
He saw flying by
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at 2008-10-02 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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I sit atop your Christmas tree,
All clad in pink, a real fairy.
The reason I appear to smirk,
The sprig of spruce stuck up my skirt.
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by Patrick Winstanley
at 2008-05-13 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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