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Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: Bristol
Posts: 4,742
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Senior Member
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: Bristol
Posts: 4,742
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Ode to TIBB
Been writing poems for someone who is leaving at work and after reading the above came up with this. Hope you like it.
Friends and family think I'm mad
Well if not mad, then simply sad
They ask why can't you just move on
Remember that programme's long and gone
My reaction is, why should I alter
Others have hobbies, why should I falter
I'm doing no-one any hurt
Enjoying myself, now that's a cert
My interest is shared by many another
We keep to ourselves we are no bother
To those who do not think alike
If you dont like it, then take a hike
What disease is this from which we suffer
It makes us strong and even tougher
It makes us mad, it makes us sad
We want an ending that will make us glad
Its BBitis that we all share
Tell us its wrong, just dont you dare!
We don't intend to take a pill
Cos we are fine, we are not ill
So to TIBB we'll all keep faithfull
Our time on line we don't feel wasteful;
We swap our stories, we swap our tales
With friends from north, south and even Wales
This loyalty must soon win out
So we can all both scream and shout
There's one thing we all want to hear
Please let that day be pretty near
What is this we all want to hear
As time goes by and BB4 draws near
I'll let you guess says Busy Bee
My fingers are crossed Paul, do it for me.
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