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Name:
Rosie
Channel Views:
162,689
Age:
102
Joined:
Jun 9, 2009
About Me:
An urban urchin currently residing in the beautiful U.K.
Oh yes, I love glam and my friends, plus the freedom of writing.When not in the mood DON'T dare cross,cuss,curse or I shall pursue you to your never knackers,crumpets I like,saxophones give me a headache tablets make my family feel better.... later with plums on or plasms of go-betweens,washing machines,well they're for stay at home smellies that can't be bothered to stand in a shower I full on walk in them.Love playing spoons blurting out Love and hate songs with off coloured tinkers.Horses in blinkers stay unfocused my friends,that's why we ride 'em into CND crusties it drives them around the womens parts men can't reach.Except for the four wise men of course:Jerzey,Jeremy paxman,jeremy vine and Jeremy Clarkeson.Jim Henson he's number 5.
James Maynard Kitchener Lampwick
because he was a pensioner and a hero in the war lol
Myriad,Myriad, Myriad on the Graffiti
who be the sweetest in Rosies colony of toobeenie
could it be Beau with skin white as snow
could it be Pip with wasp sting of lip
could it be Up sipping sweet milk out ' cup
our new founded mucktard a name i shall change like leg when in more visionable range
Oh Myriad,Oh Myriad,Oh Myriad on the Graffiti
do send a sign even swine so to express my gruel of verse
with nib dipped in dys century.
The music plays loud,
To be heard above the maddening crowd,
The crowd are here,
To listen to the verdict,
From the judge to me,
For again I have transgressed,
Why I do not know,
I can but remember little,
Whether by choice or design,
The judge cannot give me a fine
Because he said I should do time
Time I cannot do
So my choice is,
Do time or go to sleep,
For sleep is something I crave,
For if I go to sleep,
I will awake from it not,
And my spirit will be free,
For my desire is to be,
Free.
Ridedivebiker 2009 ; )
Demons
They are there in my head
As if they live there
I know they are
For they have come
To rob me of my sleep
For they care not
How I fare day to day
All they want to do
Is remove my brain
And a few other parts to
The demons live within
This poor soul's head
And will only leave
When he is dead
Why they have come
I do not know
But they will not go
Many things I have tried
To get rid of them
But to now avail
The more I try
The more they wail
Oh the pain of it all
Will I survive anymore
As they batter down the door
To my last bit of sanity I have stored
I dare not close my eyes to sleep
As they will come in numbers
To disturb my slumbers
When I am low they will strike
For they will have opened the door
So that I am no more.
Psychocertified1
Time
Time time time
It ticks on by
Never slowing never gaining
Just ticking away
Tick tock tick tock
Oh these ruddy clocks
Why can't they stop from
Tick tock tick tock
Monotonous ticking and tocking
These clocks are loud
Their fingers elegent and fine
Go round time after time
Hour after hour
Then they chime
Every quarter hour
Their tones ring out once
Then on the hour
They show their power
Chimes loud and clear
Strike me with fear
For they know no bounds
As they chime aloud
Bing bong bing bong
They carry on and on and on
First there was one clock
Then another and another
Until the room was full
With chiming clocks
Of one sort or another
The room would shudder
As the clocks rang out
Their chimes loud and clear
In unision beat for beat
Their beautiful sounds
Sweep me off my feet
Transported back in time
When I hear their chimes
Makes me remember my crimes
My companions they are
As we leave for the stars
For time and sound
Know no bounds
As they beat as one
To bring their majestic sounds
To each and everyone.
rdb :)
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Tis the point in life
When time nears
To turn out the light
And enter the dark world
Of the unknown
Where we have no say
No direction or power
For we have entered
A new and dark domain
Where we will remain
To suffer in pain
We will not cry out
Nor seek release from pain
For its ordained to be
And clear to all who see
There is nowhere to flee
As we are not free
To come and go
As we did before
Trapped here in this place
There is no escape
No doors to freedom
Or sanity
Just dark empty voids
Of blackness and gloom
For all that enter
This cold damp domain
And hear
That I am now insane
Know they are to blame
Escape they cannot
For I am now
The power and glory
Judge and executioner
With no soul or mercy
They sought to destroy me
Hometown:
Doasilikeyville
Country:
United Kingdom
Occupation:
A dictatorial downfall specialist.Has own transport and tools will travel
Interests:
Frequenting male public conveniences and gobbing off whilst there.Allowing good Samaritans into my vardle, letting them lose themselves while I go out in the fresh air riding the giddy out of my 'oss.
Movies:
Juno,Despicable me,Plan 9 from outer space,Granny O grimm's Sleeping Beauty,John the guy that looks like a black thumb^^
Books:
Mostly anything apart from your god or your christ fucks type^Halléhoolapoop^
Channel Comments
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Are you having a drink or anything tonight? I'm being a good boy and drinking tea. I might have a wank later to ease the boredom. Shall we set our watches for 10pm so we can synchronize our wank together?
Send me a kiss...
I'll get me coat...