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    A poem by my son....

    30 May

    A poem by my son....

    There's pain in my heart,

    that won’t let me live.

    There's pain in my life,

    only you can relieve.

    I'm so glad it was you,

    that stayed by my side.

    You know and I know that,

    our love will never die.

    Our love will always come through,

    It's like a dream come true....

     

     

    by M. Robinson

    my son

    Love....

    Love....

    Love........
    What does it mean to you,
    Is it nothing but heartache,
    Or all your dreams come true.
     
    Not much in life,
    Can really compare.
    To that of ones first true love,
    And the feelings they share.
     
    The feeling of nerves,
    and feelings of love.
    The feelings of despair,
    When we lose our true love.
     
    The butterflies we would get,
    When going on a date.
    The moods we got into,
    If they were late.
     
     
    The look in their eyes,
    and the feeling of bliss.
    When we experienced with our love,
    That very first kiss.
     
    The feelings of feeling,
    Like your stuck on a shelf.
    When all I wanna do,
    Is to have you all to myself.
     
    The feeling of distraught,
    and utter despair.
    When I finally realised,
    That you werent gonna be there.
     
    The feeling of anger,
    The feeling of regret.
    All these emotions,
    I will never forget.
     
    So when you experience,
    Your first true love.
    Remember with fondness,
    All the emotions above.
     
    Becoz at the end of the day,
    When all is said and done.
    The only things you try to remember,
    Was the good times and fun.

    Chatrooms and people

    Chatrooms and people

    Chatrooms and people,
    What can I say?
    Some are tosspots.
    But most are good peeps ey?
     
    Dont let the tosspots,
    Spoil it for you.
    Because out of all those peeps,
    Theres only a few.
     
    The tosspots I find,
    I tend to ignore.
    By making use of a little button,
    Coz thats what its for.
     
    Then theres the good peeps,
    OMG theyre the ones that can take a joke.
    They keep it going so much,
    You should hear Steff nearly choke.
     
    When she gets going,
    You would think someone was hung.
    Coz in Yahoo voice all ya can hear,
    Is Steff coughing up a lung.
     
    The good thing about chatrooms,
    That I have found to be true.
    Is that we're all there for one thing,
    And thats to CHAT and that includes me and you.
     
    So when you come to a chatroom,
    Dont think that your the only one.
    Becoz the chatroom is there,
    For everyone to have fun.

    MyChat

    MyChat

    An MSN group called MyChat,
    A chatroom full of peeps.
    You wouldn't think there was many,
    But OMG there's heaps.
     
    What can I say about MyChat,
    What a wacky lot they be.
    But don't just take my word for it,
    Come on in and see.
     
     
    Keeping a chatroom running smoothly,
    Isn't an easy task.
    And if you dont believe me,
    All ya gotta do is ask.
     
    Management is there to help you,
    With a question or concern.
    But if you wanna cause some trouble,
    Expect them to get quite stern.
     
    And on the line of Management,
    Let's name them shall we.
    First there is the owner,
    He goes by the name JD.
     
    The one and only "JD",
    Well what can I really say?
    He doesn't really talk that much,
    And is he quite often away.
     
    Then there is the one called Necro,
    He has a love for Cooch grass.
    If anyone ever says a bad word about it,
    He kicks them out on their ass.
     
    And then there is our Manager Steff,
    There are very few as lovely as she
    But don't let that fool you,
    Coz she's as mean as mean can be.
     
    If you want to have a good time,
    There's no better group than that.
    A group of wacky people,
    More commonly known as MyChat.