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Talk to me, why don't you talk to me I sit and stare at the screen and you dont say a word I want to smash that wall down and make you Computer can you hear me, can you hear me. Hey are you so stuck up or is it my age Can you hear me,no well clean your ears You aint polite your a mess hey talk to handsome Can you hear me, hey you can you hear me Hey I don't really care so you just sit there I put my thoughts on paper what do you do Sit there and pretend you want a friend Can you hear me, can you hear me Well I f...... listening ( hehehehe thanks that was fun, Mal 29/10/06)

A plea

I do my best to please everyone From being a friend to being a son Living the way I think is right Sometimes depressed,sometimes bright Always believing life is fun Even if I felt I could run and run Deep breathing, meditation yes tried then all But in trying to walk I take a fall Looking to the Horizon but no one there To full of themselves,or they don't care Computer isn't the answer though I try A regular friend don't make me cry Mal 10/06

Poem : Terry

Terry Your a little dog and yet you suffered For that I am Eternally sorry But your sleeping peacefully now You have your rest and no pain My tears believe me are of sorrow Yes a Vet had to end it I am so sorry but it had too be this way Believe me little dog it had to be like this But I just didnt want you to suffer so it had to be So sorry little doggy but it had to be So sorry there was no other way (In memmory of Terry who had to be put to sleep due to Luekemia who I have cried all night about

Poem: The Haggis

The Haggis Whats a Haggis I hear you cry Not sure what to say but I will give it a try Is it an animal running over Mountain and hill Ducking and weaving not easy to kill Two legs long and two legs short its very fast It has lots of energy, look it just ran past Sadly the first verse was only in fun As the Haggis comes from Sheep which cannot run Its the stomach and Oatmeal and doesnt sound nice But served with Potatoes and Turnip take my advice Pour a wee Whiskey or two and enjoy what you eat For after two or three glasses the Haggis is a treat

Poem: Age is a reality

I sent a mesage but will they answer If they do, will they stay a while Getting older further away from my teens Are they really going to be that bothered Age is a reality I am polite,a reely good friend is what they say But they are never first to say hello Though One Hundred hellos a day are sent No one wants to be bothered Age is a reality Lovely looking ladies with hundreds of fans Not even trying as they can get what they want Ignoring whoever they please Throw back the small ones they are no good Age is a reality

Poem: How do you feel?

How do you feel? How do you feel when he lets out a scream Yes your frightened but are thigs what they seem How do you feel when she is crying in the shop Yes you feel sorry, but look, no tears not a drop How do you feel when you see a group out Do you stare, evern if they scream and shout How would you feel if never given a chance With people staring at you, not just a glance Next time your out just give them a smile Doesn't take long just a little while Please see the person standing there Don't let whats wrong with them make you aware.

Poem : The Dog

The Dog I am Max the dog I get more kisses than a frog But I lick my balls with such grace Then give my master kisses on the face Can put on the sad face when I want out Not returning to them till they scream and shout Its fun to shit and make them gag Especially when they have to lift it with a bag But they love me when I lay at there feet Laying there sleeping I look so sweet But I leave little messages here and there Its fun if they stand on it and there feet are bare
Sport the right way Today I watched Sport the way it should be Athletes of all sizes it was plain to see All having one thing in common Giving there all with all the strength they could summon Whether first and winning Gold or trailing a lap behind Taking part is all thats in there mind No Coaches, Drugs or Sponsors with big money Just appause when they finished ,smile like bees with honey Smiles and hugs are all they need Not Expensive Training shoes or any greed Who are these people that you would like to know They are all Disabled and put on a fantastic Show. (Thanks to all who took part in the Scottish Championships for the Disabled)

Poem: The Unseen Piper

The Unseen Piper In the hills by the shores of Loch May Lives a quiet little man Never seen by anyone who comes this way Keeps away from everyone if he can Sometimes in the wind sounds of Bagpipes can be heard Sweet music floating through the Air Every night playing never detered who is the little man playing so fair Some say he used to warn the Clans When Edwards Armies slaughtered and killed Others say he was famous with many fans But he is never seen but many are thrilled
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