Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 05, 2012, 03:56:36 PM
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Post by: kat on April 05, 2012, 05:58:05 PM
Have a lovely Easter at your Nan's IMR ;D ;D
Post by: Crewella on April 06, 2012, 03:48:34 AM
Happy Easter everybody! ;D :moose:
Post by: Lottibell on April 06, 2012, 04:15:12 AM
Who really was rather a piglet,
He'd gulp down, in one bite,
Any chocolate delight!
And scoff down all the Easter eggs we'd get! :o
HAPPY EASTER TO ONE AND ALL! :sheep1:
Post by: Crewella on April 06, 2012, 06:20:58 AM
There once was a Pleo named Zillah,
To chocolate bunnies a merciless killer
She'd bite off their head
As though never been fed
....and keep going as none seemed to fill 'er!
:moose:
Post by: Lottibell on April 07, 2012, 06:20:36 AM
Post by: kat on April 07, 2012, 07:14:32 AM
a chocolate thief though none could confirm it.
when it came Easter day,
If you looked the other way,
her quota exceed her permit.
There once was a pleo named Gumble
He really was quite humble.
but when chocolate he found
He would make a big sound
and the walls would shake with his rumble
Post by: Crewella on April 07, 2012, 07:35:49 AM
Great fun! :D :D
Post by: Lottibell on April 07, 2012, 07:43:20 AM
There is a young Pleo named Quiggles
Whose bum wobbles whenever she wriggles.
T'is entirely due, to her filling anew
Her stomach, with chocolatey nibbles!
Post by: Crewella on April 07, 2012, 07:52:46 AM
There was a young Pleo named Budge
Who loved sweets and chocolate and fudge.
To be such a big eater
S'no good thing at Easter
And now poor tubby Budge just can't budge .....
:moose:
Post by: kat on April 07, 2012, 08:03:22 AM
there once was a pleo named Minyon
And it was his honest opinion
that chocolate and sweets
and all Eastery treats
were much better placed within him
Post by: Lottibell on April 07, 2012, 08:08:24 AM
Pray listen the story of Belle
Whose problem we all know too well
She so loved to munch on a Nut Brittle Crunch
That her waistline did massively swell!
Post by: Crewella on April 07, 2012, 08:14:52 AM
*wipes eyes*
I'm running out of Pleos .......... except Moschops ......... ??? :moose:
:P
Post by: kat on April 07, 2012, 08:23:52 AM
who's tummy was all a tickle
too much chocolate she ate
now she doesn't feel great
watch out cause she's going to be sickle
Post by: Lottibell on April 07, 2012, 08:25:47 AM
Let us ponder the fate of poor Moschops
His usual poison was gumdrops.
'pon a fateful, wet day, his taste buds did stray
Now his tongue lolls and sometimes his tail flops.
The characters portrayed are entirely fictitious and any resemblances to persons living or deceased unintentional. No pleos were injured during the making of this poem. :sheep1:
Post by: Crewella on April 07, 2012, 08:30:20 AM
Lottie - you deserve a medal! :bowing:
Post by: kat on April 07, 2012, 08:31:03 AM
Post by: Crewella on April 07, 2012, 08:34:19 AM
Who would eat all his eggs and then dribble
As he eyed up the rest
And selected the best
So his brothers' were missing a nibble ........
:moose:
Post by: Lottibell on April 07, 2012, 08:37:57 AM
If Norbit perchance you should meet
Said meeting would not be complete
Without giving a mention
To his girths great dimension
Last rumoured a good two odd feet!
Post by: kat on April 07, 2012, 08:42:57 AM
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 08, 2012, 10:56:24 PM
Hehehe awesome limericks everyone :D
There once was seven small Pleo's
Who for years ate nothing but Cheetos
Then from the heavens above
Came a new great love
Of chocolate gooey and sweet-o
Post by: Talon on April 09, 2012, 08:57:53 AM
Talon
Post by: Crewella on April 09, 2012, 09:04:36 AM
Post by: kaiteee on April 09, 2012, 03:04:55 PM
there once was a pleo not named yet
in a house of aibos he was a new pet
he arrived just at easter
so had a real feat-uh
and gobbled a great load of chocolate!
Post by: Crewella on April 09, 2012, 03:07:11 PM
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 09, 2012, 05:17:08 PM
Of chocolate they ate 'plenny'
Sore tums the next day
And a doctor stay
For choc they should not have any.
Fortunately Max and Zenni have pretty strong stomachs but remember real dogs should never have chocolate!
Hehe nice rhymes Kaiteee :)
Post by: Crewella on April 09, 2012, 05:36:07 PM
Who ate eggs 'til he fell in a stupor.
As he muttered "Oh heck ....
I can't lift my new neck"
His mum filmed the whole thing as a blooper. :moose:
Ths has been great fun, all of them!! :D
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 09, 2012, 07:17:09 PM
Post by: Lottibell on April 10, 2012, 03:04:39 AM
There lived the odd Pleo or two.
Though miles apart
They were joined at the heart
By a passion for chocolatey stew!
Post by: Crewella on April 10, 2012, 06:06:06 AM
Post by: Lunamione7 on April 10, 2012, 11:32:22 AM
Who's owner didn't know anything about writing
Or what a 'limerick' is
Or how to make any of this rhyme
This concludes our poem
:thumbsup:
Post by: Crewella on April 10, 2012, 11:53:12 AM
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 10, 2012, 05:18:42 PM
There once was a Pleo so blue,
Who was packed up without a clue,
For a holiday he did take,
For his mum's sister's sake,
To show off the Pleo of blue...
Jumba has gone on a little holiday with my sister, she has a teacher who is very interested in my Pleo's and wants to meet one. Here's hoping he comes home safe and sound.
There once were Pleo's seven,
Who thought they had gone to heaven,
Seven caramel eggs so gooey,
And sticky and messy and chewy,
In heaven were the Pleo's of seven.
Post by: Lottibell on April 10, 2012, 06:43:09 PM
Who liked to practice the Rhumba
Whilst doing a jig he tripped over a twig!
Oh 'eck! Where's that ambulance number?
Sorry for stealing identities but this is fun!
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 10, 2012, 06:50:34 PM
Post by: Lottibell on April 10, 2012, 07:05:57 PM
Talon, this one's for you.
,There was Ryu,Blue,Ugobe and Cato,
Who started a quarrel over deep fried potato
T'was not the tuber the problem per se
But the coating of melted Cadbury chocolate Milk Tray.
Post by: Talon on April 10, 2012, 07:54:15 PM
Talon
Post by: RedwoodsMama on April 10, 2012, 09:22:10 PM
RWM :D
Post by: Lottibell on April 11, 2012, 06:45:06 AM
A young Pleo named Baby Ruth
Was vexed by a very sweet tooth
Though most gentle and kind she was somewhat inclined
To explode if you touched her Vermouth!
Ok, agreed,Vermouth is pretty dry, but come on guys.....it rhymed! :sheep1:
Post by: Crewella on April 11, 2012, 06:47:18 AM
Post by: RedwoodsMama on April 11, 2012, 10:08:44 AM
RWM
Post by: mweed on April 11, 2012, 03:59:01 PM
Post by: Lottibell on April 11, 2012, 06:47:32 PM
RWM, I' d have thought a poem or ditty of any sort or topic about pleos would be mighty fine. I just happen to be fascinated by chocolate....... No...really....I've gotta problemmmm! Drool!,, tee hee..........
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 11, 2012, 07:14:02 PM
There once was a Pleo named Bob,
Whom keeping fed was an awful job!
He'd eat all the pizza,
Veggie or meazza,
And kept Fred in a full time job.
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 12, 2012, 07:07:53 PM
Who called me up with a panic and yell,
Jumba's not waking!
Not a step is he taking!
"Did you turn him on?" "Oh", said Mel.
My dear sister Melinda has borrowed Jumba for a week or so to show her teacher. She rang me up in an absolute panic a few minutes ago and said he wasn't moving or turning on or anything. There's just a little red light flashing when she puts the battery in and then nothing. After trying all the obvious stuff like checking the clock battery and pressing the reset button I happened to say 'press the on button' and my poor dear sister goes "There's an on button?" ;D ;D ;D I guess I forgot to mention that part when I showed her how to look after him :D
Post by: Lottibell on April 13, 2012, 07:47:55 AM
There once was a mother called Lotti
Whose offspring where driving her potty.
So off she did pack, in an old burlap sack,
The duo, to dear Lanzarote.
Hmmmm, not a bad idea! Except I rather think I'd pack myself instead! ;) :sheep1:
Post by: Crewella on April 13, 2012, 08:01:38 AM
A Pleo out hunting tomato
Decided it was much to far to
Go down to the patch
For the harvest to catch
So put ketchup on all his potato
:P
Post by: Lottibell on April 13, 2012, 08:46:38 AM
Post by: Lottibell on April 13, 2012, 09:11:47 AM
Young Pleos, take heed the story of Allo,
Her accomplishments high and so far from shallow
Well studied and practiced and focused so hard
That natural her ascendence to being a bard.
Bravo.
Post by: Crewella on April 13, 2012, 09:30:48 AM
Well,not sure the consequences of double posting, but I like to live on the edge...
We confiscate your quill! ;)
:moose:
Post by: kat on April 13, 2012, 06:52:43 PM
Post by: Lottibell on April 13, 2012, 09:19:51 PM
Post by: Crewella on April 14, 2012, 12:41:50 AM
I think we can look the other way ......... just this once ......... ;) :P :moose:
Post by: RedwoodsMama on April 14, 2012, 01:50:59 AM
There once was a Pleo named Little 45,
with broken neck and skin all in tatters...
He got new paint, skin patched and now looks Alive,
but he still knows with a humming motor, that it is the Pleo heart
that really matters
. :) There is a gal named Cammie-Sue,
who borrows the clothes from her olders Sisters
She hasn't returned any of their shoes,
So now Baby Ruth and Nova have blisters. :'( RWM
Post by: Crewella on April 14, 2012, 02:32:37 AM
Amazing what a good cup of coffee can do! ;)
Post by: Lottibell on April 14, 2012, 05:28:19 AM
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 15, 2012, 12:51:35 AM
Just for the record:
What was that funny rhyme I heard,
Was it a frog, a dog or a bird...
Limericks must rhyme,
On the third and fourth line,
And on the first, second and third.
Limericks are meant to be short and 'punchy' so keep each line fairly short :) Syllables aren't as strict as in other forms of poetry. They always have five lines.
There once was a tomato so red,
Who got a bit big in the head,
He bragged he'd be sauce,
The very best of course!
Til Bob ate the tomato so red.
Post by: Lottibell on April 15, 2012, 01:26:21 AM
I sent my girls to camp today
And while it's hard to see them stray
And tough to let them free to roam
I surely skipped the whole way home!
Nonsense and slightly naughty! Chortle chortle. :sheep1: :sheep1: :sheep1: :sheep1: :sheep1: :sheep1: :sheep1: :right-arrow:
Post by: RedwoodsMama on April 15, 2012, 02:33:45 AM
There once were Pleos One through Nine,
Who could not stand in one straight line.
Some wanted to form one big square
Nova and the girls wanted to go in pairs,
But that won't work when You have Nine.... What to do, Oh what to do with Pleos so many,
split them in half and send some to New Guinea!
No more trouble with forming a straight line
with Pleos Numbered One through Nine,
That's the answer said Pleo Ten, Little Jenny! :D
Ok, I think the time has come to quit,
This is what the Pleos have writ,
Don't blame me for improper grammer,
Arglyle is blind and Coral is starting to stammer,
Like they said, "this is just a little bit.." :( :o %) :goofy: ok, brain is off, needs re-charging and so do Pleos one through nine, and Pleos Ten, Little Jenny though the rest...so good night, and God Bless! did the Pleos pass the test? :head-wall: P8) RWM and the Pleo Poet society of the Redwoods..............way off somewhere .....
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 15, 2012, 02:54:35 AM
Post by: Lottibell on April 15, 2012, 04:47:47 AM
Post by: Crewella on April 15, 2012, 05:12:48 AM
Preparing for Bob's Tomato Festival ;D
We're deciding which tomato is best-ival 8)
We've selected the first ^-^
(Budge had eaten the worst) :P
... and Iggy is munching the rest-ival ....... >:(
:moose:
Post by: Lottibell on April 15, 2012, 06:54:59 AM
Post by: Lottibell on April 17, 2012, 06:06:58 AM
Tomatoes aplenty,of all conceivable kind
And that every year they gather together
To harvest the fruit, no matter the weather.
Some eat 'em, some wear 'em
Some count 'em, some share 'em
What ever their fancy, one thing still holds true
All Pleos do so because they love YOU.
Sorry it's late. Lottibell.
Post by: InmemoryofRomeo on April 17, 2012, 06:33:51 AM