on some deleted poem
11 Jan 2007, 6:44 AM
Stick to colouring in.
on Ramblings of a Clerk by Schlinkey
8 Dec 2006, 8:44 AM
Turgid, dry and ultimately disappointing.
on Self Portrait by Dovina
8 Dec 2006, 8:44 AM
Tired, sweaty and rather desperate.
on some deleted poem
8 Dec 2006, 8:45 AM
Ecellent, not magnificent use of the wrod "prodding"
on Instruction by Dovina
8 Dec 2006, 8:48 AM
Wooly and ultimately a bit of a failure. Shame it semmed infused with the portents of excellence, only to leave one slightly stained.
on She dreams by amanda_dcosta
8 Dec 2006, 8:57 AM
Like a big bowl of cornflakes.
on Edna's Christmas Farewell by Edna Sweetlove
2 Jan 2007, 8:36 AM
Verily the most whimsical jape of the season.
on some deleted poem
4 Jan 2007, 7:15 AM
Tremdously deep, alerting, and faintly distressing.
on some deleted poem
4 Jan 2007, 7:17 AM
i'd sooner eat a spoonful of tramp trifle than give this poem a vote of less than eight.
on Dream Grower by Enkidu
4 Jan 2007, 7:28 AM
I thought this said "Dream Gower" which could have been about the majestic cover drive of the finest left handed batsman this country has ever produced. However you had to ruin it by not mentioning that at all, and actually having a title which resembles "Dream Gower", instead you seem to have produced a poem which could easily have been written by an eight year old who has been drinking too much pottery glaze.
on Let Me Entertain You by Bethy
4 Jan 2007, 7:38 AM
Jolly ace.
on Sex Object by Dovina
4 Jan 2007, 7:49 AM
This poem has an overtone of a persecuted jew about it.
on some deleted poem
8 Jan 2007, 3:46 AM
A stout yeoman of a poem.
on some deleted poem
11 Jan 2007, 6:22 AM
Awful.
on some deleted poem
11 Jan 2007, 6:43 AM
I read a poem by Colin Skilton,
It's fair to say he's no modern Milton,
Sharing more in common with Peter Shilton,
Or Paris Hilton.
It's fair to say he's no modern Milton,
Sharing more in common with Peter Shilton,
Or Paris Hilton.
on some deleted poem
11 Jan 2007, 6:21 AM
Why do you do that with your poems? it's pretentious and detracts from the words. Oh hang on, having read the words I see why.
on Oh to be a Scot! by Donald McFuck
13 Jan 2007, 2:53 PM
I'm a Scot and I'm a black,
Bought to Scotland in a sack,
I told them all I would'e go back,
To my home in a Iraq,
Even though Scotland is even more cack,
It has something that Iraq does lack,
A bountiful supply of excellent smack.
Bought to Scotland in a sack,
I told them all I would'e go back,
To my home in a Iraq,
Even though Scotland is even more cack,
It has something that Iraq does lack,
A bountiful supply of excellent smack.
on Loneliness by tuthaliash
12 Jan 2007, 7:15 AM
You too, sweet!
on some deleted poem
13 Jan 2007, 2:33 PM
Good to have you back, I suppose there aren't any henges or solstices that want druids at this time of year and the trade in carved plywood mongoose does generally die on its arse after Christmas so you are using your only other method of spreading your hair and posturings through your son's website. Well as I opened so I close nice to have you back.