5 up - who should go - reply's in poetry on this thread please
 

5 up - who should go - reply's in poetry on this thread please 03.09.13

Lauren is on a ride,
desperately seeking to be accepted,
at first i thought she was a snide,
but her damage is so deep it can not be corrected.
Sophie is a addict,
i would have liked to have seen the unravel,
not really gelled with her conflict,
she is walking on a unpredictable gravel.
Louie is just to over powering,
he must not get the boot,
i want to start to see him flowering,
even if he sometimes he deserves mute.
Courtney is staying solid,
her friendship with Lauren is blooming,
a little betrayal but nothing squalid,
i love together there grooming.
Bruce is a disaster walking,
really gone off every quality,
he is a misery and pointless talking,
there is no "coronation street" royalty.
i have made my case,
now a decision is in need,
who should loose there place,
i hope Bruce or Sophie are in this seed.

( as this has taken off so well and all the poems in reply's to my last threads are 10 times better then mine - please can i continue to see reply's in poetry. thanking you. )

Sophie is misunderstood
Her heart is in the right place
In her I see plenty good
And she has such a pretty face
Bruce is boring as hell
He needs to chill out and calm down
He was young one time as well
His face is a constant frown
Louie is mad and so gay
He might get on somebodys nerves
But he no doubt deserves now to stay
I feel it is what he deserves
Courtney is giggly and loud
Her voice it sometimes can grate
But she is part of the crowd
That drink and stay up too late
Lauren I never liked much
And my mind hasn't changed on her now
She acts like a child and is such
A nasty and vicious old cow
So get her out's what I say
She adds nothing to the BB show
Let all of the others now stay
That's the end of my poem now you know

Creeping around and telling her lies
Death pills in hand, murderous eyes
Jealous of Courteney, Sophie and Carol
An odd-shaped back, much like a barrel

Poisonous pills to take out her rivals
Evil inside bursting right through her eyeballs
Shoving her death pills in poor Courteney's mouth
Pick up your phone and vote Lauren OUT

She pretends to be all nice, kind and sweet
But she left a small poo on the toilet seat
Did she admit it? Oh, did she hell!
But Ron knew the culprit, he knew the smell

I'd rather have Sophie in my eardrum
Than endure those flashes of Lauren's strange bum

Louie, poems don't have to rhyme. Orange.

louis to go because he's a twat
id like to hit him with a baseball bat.

Get Sophie out!
She pouts like a trout.
Keep Bruce in !
I want him to win.
Louie to stay!
He's an exhibitionistic gay.
Save Courtney I say!
She's going all the way.
Lauren is moaning
On Friday she's going.

Lauren, Lauren, for one so fair,
you walk like Frankenstein and spill tea everywhere.....

(but we still love you)

get the trout pout
out!

well made me chuckle - thank you everyone. my fave is rionablue. thats so cool

Laren,with smudged massacare
Tears streaking down Mummy and Daddy's photo
Has there ever been a heart so tender?

Courtney.Childbride.Teenage suicide
Longs for Daddy's embrace
One day she'l leave him
For career in porn

Bruce.Called tomato faced bastad
By bird from Geordie shore
Wonders how it all came to this
While drowning his disapointment in stout and self pity

Louise.No longer pirouets and pouts
This isnt Pinnaple Dance studio
And Andrew Stone is nowhere to be seen
I never liked him anyway he muses

Sophie.No longer causing cars to crash
Still plotting revenge on Bosnich
Cocaine sex with footballers
A distant memory
About as welcome as brit-pop

Some good poems on here,
Mine won't compete I fear,
Bruce going tomorrow,
Won't fill me heart with sorrow,
And if Sophie follows him out,
I shall not miss her pout!

Lauren
is starting to annoy,
Like some love-sick girl, with
Her picture of a boy,
All tears and declarations
Of absence and love
‘cept it’s a picture of her father
and a picture of her mum

She’s so strange,
And she really dominates
Airtime,
And the other housemates
All shuffling on the eggshells
That she scatters as she walks,
Got to be careful who
is silent and who talks

It’s not right,
When nominations come around
Bed time
Sitting underneath her cloud,
She can’t handle
The rejection, it is clear
Keeps begging, just to let
Her stay right here.

Nursery Times

Little Miss Harries - who nobody marries
Eating your veggies and fruit
Will you tidy your mess
If you want to impress
Or the housemates will give you the boot

Little Boy Bruce - come blow your stack
Lose all of your temper and give them some flack
Where is the boy who can't get any rest
He's under his duvet not passing the test
Aggression is part of his silly game plan
This angry, tomato-head, grumpy old man

Ditzy, bitsy Courtenay
Who shrieks and owes us nowt
Lost her bikinis which made poor Courtney pout
Out came the filler, and the eyebrow grout
And she painted quite a picture whilst her itsy bits hung out

Have you seen the Dustbin man
The Dustbin man - the Dustbin man
Do you think it's his game plan
To star in Drury Lane

Twinkle, twinkle little Abz
Have you had your next flu jabs
Up above the house you fly
Will we see you by and by
Twinkle, twinkle little Abz
Do you need some taxi cabs

Louie Rocket lost his sprocket
And his words were vicious
No exocet or pirouette
Would make him wash the dishes

Sing a song of Charlotte
A bed that's full of pee
Shows us that the harlot
Is BUZZIN frequently
Waking all the housemates
And causing lots of fuss
Wasn't she a dainty one
To throw beneath a bus

Wee Willy Mario in his green thong
Thinks that he's gorgeous, can't do any wrong
Clocking all the ladies like a wily fox
Give them all a nose-peg - he's taking off his socks

Frumpy Carol sat on a spike
Frumpy Carol said she didn't like
All of the housemates and all of their clothes
They made her blow fire through her ears and her nose

Simple Sophie won a trophy
Going to the show
Said Simple Sophie to the trophy
Botox helps you glow...

mr rochester, that was awesome!

Lauren the peoples princess
outshines everyone in a dress
She quirky and cool
makes the rest look like fools
even Emma is very impressed.

Thanks waterhog I do a little bit of writing in my spare time xx