Me Myself and his mate
always met down the pub
I thought his mate
wasn't coming out
How wrong could I be?
Sometimes I forget myself
sitting in the pub with his mate
Must admit...
I did make myself laugh though
His mate brought the drinks again...
I thought to myself
it must of been free.
His mate was still smiling
All of a sudden it dawned to myself...
His mate was being looked after
I thought to myself
that's handy to know
I asked myself
How does his mate get away with?
A sobering question
myself thought.
Well we finally agreed...
A contest entry
- The story of a life. by blue ampersand.
800 points, ended October 15, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Make me Laugh... by aboomer.
700 points, ended December 28, 2008, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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It didn't make me laugh, but I did enjoy this.
Congrats on your trophy.
thank you for your entry
best wishes in the contest
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amazing. It was complicated in a simple way. I found myself rereading it.
found the take on the prompt amazing<333
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Me Myself and his mate, would like to thank you for reading this little ditty.
All the best,
~T.S~
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this was unique....many ways you could read into it...
and you gave us just enough...to want to ask for..
more!
well done poet!
ears/Seattle
I probably read this three times, interesting take
on the prompt!
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I LOVE this write. Extremely unique take on the prompt. *need to add to finalist list*
Thank you for a wonderful entry! -
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Me Myself and his mate would like to thank you for awarding this entry with the Gold Trophy! Me Myself and his mate are all now going down the pub for a jolly good drink! My mate said it should be free!
All The Best
~T.S~ -
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Well, hope ya have a jolly time - all of you...
-best wishes.
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