The Kintyre Forum Poem ( First line)

by **Bitter End** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 9:47 am

gunpowder trees and pot

by **Pete Reek** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 11:22 am

by **Bitter End** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 11:26 am

jist blaws the mind!

by **linda_j** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 4:47 pm

better to go to a controlled event.....

by **Pete Reek** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 6:31 pm

by **Bitter End** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 7:45 pm

jist the richt occasion fur lent

by **Pete Reek** » Sat Nov 03, 2007 11:19 pm

by **linda_j** » Sun Nov 04, 2007 12:44 am

not got any money cos none was sent

by **Bitter End** » Sun Nov 04, 2007 10:21 am

got few freens so nane wis lent

by **Pete Reek** » Sun Nov 04, 2007 7:28 pm

by **linda_j** » Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:34 am

until we try to find you some friends

by **ionnsaigh** » Mon Nov 05, 2007 8:10 am

Plot plot murderous lot - parliament terrorist they got caught
barrels of gunpowder - make big bang - dark deeds by guy and gang
the reason for treason for heavens sake - watch them burn - burn on stake.

by **linda_j** » Mon Nov 05, 2007 1:00 pm

Rockets, Catherine wheels
And bangers hurt poor Guy's ears.
Guy looked up and saw everybody ignoring him and admiring the food and display,
this brought tears to his bulging glazing eyes.
Everybody started to leave -
leaving Guy Fawkes gleaming in the darkness,
half scorched by the flames,
We call a bonfire.
But the same time next year,
He will return as the one, the only -
Guy Fawkes

by **Pete Reek** » Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:58 pm

by **linda_j** » Mon Nov 05, 2007 11:20 pm

well nobody finishes whats been sent

The Kintyre Forum Poem ( First line)

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