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A poem for the recently departed David wicks
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David was such an asset to the show, so In dedication I wrote him a poem
The king of gluttony no longer reigns the square
A sleazy car shark to some, but others a bear.
I miss the way you scoot around
A bacon sarnie in hand can always be found
I miss the way you munch and slurp
That ketchup around your face as you flirt and burp
I miss the way you and Max branding interact
The shoe shuffling motions as you delve into dodgy pacts
Goodbye Mr wicks! silver fox in a suit
No heart attack would occur if you traded Baps with some fruit
The king of gluttony no longer reigns the square
A sleazy car shark to some, but others a bear.
I miss the way you scoot around
A bacon sarnie in hand can always be found
I miss the way you munch and slurp
That ketchup around your face as you flirt and burp
I miss the way you and Max branding interact
The shoe shuffling motions as you delve into dodgy pacts
Goodbye Mr wicks! silver fox in a suit
No heart attack would occur if you traded Baps with some fruit
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I'm not really good at poems but I'l give it a shot!
David Wicks shits bricks because he eats a lot of Twix,
He doesn't like dicks,
He thought Derek was a prick,
He never interacted with Mick,
David Wicks was straight,
He really really was great,
David and Carol were not meant to be,
I think you'l find that was fate,
Because Carol gave him a lot of hate,
Oh yeah, hate rhymes with masturbate!
He scoffed bacon sarnies without any care
He lived with all the Jacksons which would make any sane man itch
But Carol preferred to stay a miserable bitch.
What made her heart turn to ice,
Where's the spice,
I just wanted to f*ck,
But I had no such luck,
In the end, I snogged Nikki,
She was always up for a forbidden quicky,
Shame I had to leave,
She seemed to really want my dickie,
Oh yeah, I have a nephew called Steve..................n,
Even though I had a heart attack,
I'l survive and one day, I'l be back!
;-) :cool:
Troll troll mole,
Please go back in your hole,
Do not come back out,
Phil will punch you in the snout!
Does your fanny have a fringe
Is it red, like your head!
Does it smell?
Sniff sniff
F**kin EL!
This is funny!:D
Haha thanks, I'm on a role, this is too addictive!
That's my brothers name!
Phil is fat,
He rely's on a bat,
Sometimes he's such a prat,
His Mothers friend was called Pat,
I bet he wants to bum Kat,
Alfie will let him,
Because he's a door mat!
Carol refused to give it a lick.
He couldnt keep his tounge to himself
And shoved it down Nikki the little plane elf.
His fingers were never out of his mouth
He made me want to turn south
Now that hes gone, i can finally look,
I dont have to cover my face, with a book...
(I dont read books)
:D:D
Haha, That was funny, It made me laugh, Keep it up, I love this thread!
Were poets, and we know its!
were dirty minded:o:D
Fun, aint it?, I'm dirty minded and proud!
David Wicks looked like a prick
His fingers in his mouth made me sick
Hes a money loving b*astard
And a dirty man ****
Sometimes i wanted to hit his head of a door
Bianca was his childo
And he loved playing with a dildo.
After eating all the pie,
After the attack,
She couldn't take him back,
Carol and David dance to their song,
He didn't want anyone to see his thong,
David ran to the taxi to catch a plane,
Coz Carol's downhearted soul drove him insane!
An overweight tubby rat,
He rely's on a bat,
He thinks he's all that,
Sometimes he's such a prat,
His Mothers friend was Pat,
I bet he wants to bum Kat,
Alfie will reluctantly let him,
Because he's such a door mat,
Phil will always win,
Alfie take out the bins,
While I do your wife, and give her the time of her life,
Yes Sir King Philth,
You mouldy old Dilf,
I hope you catch the aids,
She always agrees to raids!
I'm so bored,
Don't let this thread be ignored!
I couldnt find the article:D