Unofficial Christ's Hospital Forum

Oh, Hunter T
You're taking the pee
At your stage of life
Just cuddle the wife
And not try to act 23

Oh Sport! be a sport, will you please?
Huntertee is not trying to tease
His rhyming is good
And I think that you should
Give him credit for verses like these.

Whatever I've said or I've done
Was meant to be seen as some fun
Your thinking's obtuse
That I'd run fast and loose
With a girl not yet quite twenty one!

(I got a bit of a dressing down from D and
will be hiding under my desk this morning)

Emma Jane

On this thread
It is said
We can all of us tell
You contribute so well.

All the same,
Emma Jane
It is time
You should rhyme

Good luck in your test
We wish you the best!

DavebytheSea wrote:Oh Sport! be a sport, will you please?
Huntertee is not trying to tease
His rhyming is good
And I think that you should
Give him credit for verses like these.

My friend by the sea is so kind
And his poem so polished and shined
He really don't mind
If my grammar's behind
He's a generous soul you will find

But exactly which sea is he near?
The Med where the water is clear?
The Sargasso, The Black?
Out the front? Out the back?
If he tells me I'll buy him a beer.

Yes, you're quite right DavebytheSea
It's only human nature - I agree
That saw HunterTitus
Try to delight us
With his pursuit of "la jeune belle fille"

Your offer's accepted my friend
A beer will most certainly tend
To enrich my style
And during the while
Some long lost dear friendships amend.

So listen with care Huntertee
Near pasties and cream do I be (local dialect serves here)
And if you shall ken
Any Tre, Pol or Pen
You will there find my house by the sea.

I shall be at the Bax on the evening of Saturday 12th!!

DavebytheSea wrote:Your offer's accepted my friend
A beer will most certainly tend
To enrich my style
And during the while
Some long lost dear friendships amend.

So listen with care Huntertee
Near pasties and cream do I be (local dialect serves here)
And if you shall ken
Any Tre, Pol or Pen
You will there find my house by the sea.

I shall be at the Bax on the evening of Saturday 12th!!

I'm afraid I'm unlikely to be
Able to snifter with thee
Instead of the Bax
I'll be making some tax
For those villains Tony and Sherie

(as a family photographer I work most Saturdays
but my offer still stands - either tell me when you
are in London ar maybe I will break with tradition
and attend an old blues day - though judging from
comments recent ones have been a washout)

Despite all that others have said
OBs day was not quite so bad
The weather was great
The school in good state
And the Grace was just perfectly read.

So please try again Huntertee
Arrive at CH before tea
That ancient old sod
Standing there in the quad
Is, very probably, me.

Good Morrow kind Sirs, says I
Have just had my dinner - nice pie
Parasites bore me
While vino enthralls me
Shall open another - Oh my!

Pray when is the next OB day?
Is it soon, is it further away?
I will look for you there
If the quad is still square
We'll have beer on a posh silver tray.

And when all the drinking is done
And we've turned away tea and a bun
I would think it insane
Not to find Emma Jane
Full of glee, mercy me
Up a tree by Barnes B
Impersonating a nun.

Huntertitus, I am but a nun!
With exams I have time for no fun
It won't be me up a tree
But you Huntertee!
With your wine up close to the sun

Seriously - I think I am a nun anyway

Emma Jane wrote:Good Morrow kind Sirs, says I
Have just had my dinner - nice pie
Parasites bore me
While vino enthralls me
Shall open another - Oh my!

My dear EJ how I have missed you
When you're rhyming I cannot resist you
I'm sure you read "Beano"
While drinking your vino
And dream about who could have la la la la

Emma Jane wrote:Huntertitus, I am but a nun!
With exams I have time for no fun
It won't be me up a tree
But you Huntertee!
With your wine up close to the sun

Seriously - I think I am a nun anyway

Emma Jane, if you were a nun
I'd think it a good bit of fun
To take off your habit
Put it on a rabbit
Its lucky you're just feeling glum

Don't be sad
It's just grim up north
(I studies in Wales
Don't tell anyone it's a sore point)

Alas the removal of habit
Leaves one naked and, unlike a rabbit
A nun in the nude
Would be terribly rude,
And there's a danger that someone might grab it.