Your GOT Poems...

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'How much for the pair?', Chico's previews and all the latest news,
one thing we all agree on is, Come On You F'in Blues

Cena 2012 (Very Bored)
 

There once was a lad called Goat,
Who wore a size XXXXL coat,
He bullied the newbies,
Got on Deloodid's boobies,
And now they're at each others' throat
 
As someone who's fond of both words and homosexuality, I can recall writing a few pyar gay ditties on here.


An Ode to Rep, by Rufus.


Pain and pleasure, both entwined together,
Red squares of fury, made an enemy forever.
But green squares of joy, brought much glee,
They formed badge of honour, for all to see.

Homosexual flirtations, and quick-wit quips,
Met with green, they were both were hip.
But CAPS lock bonanzas and swear filter fury,
Brought nought but red dots, from the GOT jury.

With titles of "Legend", the best wore green,
The worst wore red; the villains of the scene.
The Snides did thrive, with their shadowy rep,
Preying on the weak, until they did misstep.

By sniding all-knowing members of gold,
Their devious popcorn plot, did unfold.
Danny took action, erasing the system,
And now we mourn at the hands of this dictum.


RIP.


An Ode to Zatara


Oh Zatara, Zat, Zat
Fo' one team he'll bat
Smashing that foof,
He ain't no poof.

Oh Zat, Zat, Zat,
How you gettin all dat?
Show us dreamers your moves;
How you get into the pussay groove.

When I grow up big 'n' strong,
Wanna get action like that golden Zat schlong.
Until then though just gotta wait,
Study Zat's moves 'n' [Poor language removed]'s yo fate.
 

The woman next door to us is deaf,
Hearing her telly through the walls make me upset,
When she watches corrie,
My head goes quite wobbly,
And I log on to grand old team instead
 
****ing thieving scousers,
Logging in to G.O.T.
You can see dem on crimewatch,
On yer TV.





Lolololololol x
 
When Ladies sign up to the forum
It appears that we kind of bore them
We're kind of Myopic
And we wander off topic
But if they show us their tits then we'll score 'em.
 

My gift to you all is a GOT sonnet

But i can't finish it now cos Nik's mar's just got on it !!!

Ride it niks mar so I can finish my poem

Shall we take pics ? and then we can show 'im
 

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