The One Line Poem Game (1-50 Words) Showing 1,551-1,600 of 5,070

[Preston, Moderator]

Whether you spell Milk forward

[Preston, Moderator]

Or you spell it backward

[Preston, Moderator]

Don't be an ass,

[Preston, Moderator]

Put a cow in your glass.

[Roger]

**Hey! A great ad slogan!! **

Even if you don't like the stuff, drink it down,

[Roger]

Open mouth, pinch nose, pour it in and try not to frown.

[Roger]

But for them as really likes their milk

[Roger]

They swear it goes down just like silk.

[Preston, Moderator]

I can tell you right now my dear,

[Preston, Moderator]

I sooner have an ale or beer.

[Preston, Moderator]

So let us go into the pub,

[Preston, Moderator]

and drink them fast glub glub glub glub.

[Preston, Moderator]

C'mon and join us have a pint,

[Preston, Moderator]

join us and flex your elbow joint.

[Roger]

Do you prefer a straight glass or a "handle"?

[Roger]

The first is easy, the second a wrangle.

[Roger]

And with a handle remember not to be a poop

[Roger]

It's naff if you put a finger through the loop.

[Preston, Moderator]

Naff, finger,loop not to mention poop.

[Preston, Moderator]

Britspeak throws my brain in a loop.

[Roger]

It makes you wonder if they write "tyre"

[Roger]

Why the don't also spell the word "tyre"

[Preston, Moderator]

Roger wrote: "Why the don't also spell the word "tyre""

How do they spell the word "tyre"?

[Roger]

** I'll start again… ahem…**

It makes you wonder if they write "tyre"

[Roger]

Why don't they also spell the word "wyre"?

[Roger]

Well, that little confusion was really fun

[Roger]

In embarrassment, off I must run.

[Preston, Moderator]

Off he ran and

[Preston, Moderator]

round the land

[Preston, Moderator]

and in his master's parlor

[Preston, Moderator]

Then we heard a great holler.

[Preston, Moderator]

Get over here

[Preston, Moderator]

and take a chair

[Preston, Moderator]

Tell me all about it.

[Roger]

Doctor, it all started in a wash of steam,

[Roger]

I found myself engulfed in a bad dream.

[Roger]

I don't mean bad-scary, no, bad-naughty

[Roger]

And my innocence is taken by a man of forty

[Roger]

He may have been French, perhaps a Roma,

[Roger]

But Doctor, he left me in a state of trauma.

[Preston, Moderator]

A man of forty do men get that that old?

[Preston, Moderator]

There have always been tales that I've been told

[Preston, Moderator]

But I never knew

[Preston, Moderator]

that they were true.

[Preston, Moderator]

It would be a bad dream indeed

[Preston, Moderator]

To see such a man like a wizened weed.

[Roger]

Oh no! He was at the height of his power

[Roger]

So not like a weed more like a glorious flower

[Preston, Moderator]

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower

[Preston, Moderator]

So that self same force doth brightly burn then is gone by the hour.