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here I am just testing
just testing something out dont whinge about my testing just jump and scream and shout
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the thing about the groups
is what its all about the homepage it looks empty as though everyone is out but take a look inside the group the messages they hide behind the subgroup categories this forum is alive perhaps a small adjustment could help in some small way to make the blank posts icon disappear or go away
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What do you like to talk about?
Don't hold back, just let it out. You may find a kindred spirit here Your presence; let us be aware. From town events and dismal news It's always great to see your views. For weather tips and places seen Let's see those boxes coloured green!
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Running on empty
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: warwick
Posts: 444
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goldfish swimming in a plastic bag,
bright lights flashing, water tastes bad. two layers of plastic between him and his mate doesn't really matter he'll soon be late. kid throws a hoop to impress his girl goldfish gasps and the neon lights swirl the lads shot was true and a fish he did win it died going home and got chucked in a bin its called a fun fair but thats not really true its not fair for the fish and not fair for you too loud music sirens and smoke, and you call it fun, its some kind of joke |
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Traditions are something handed down
And many take place in a local town. Some bear a resemblance of days gone by But "today's world" approach; good sense will defy. Apples that bobbed in a tub on a field Woodchopping does a strongman reveal Coconut shies and races with sacks Today's world of fairs; yesterday's spirit it lacks. The past that is lost cannot be regained As time marches forward; our lives are retrained. Change the old ways for new; a curse or a blessing Mankind chooses the path, but with nature they're messing.
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Running on empty
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: warwick
Posts: 444
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i will not change for changes sake
i want to live in the world of blake! progress is a wondrous thing but i have no taste for tat and bling tradition is not its own reward dont chuck just because you're bored! you dont just change worlds overnight its done this way, cos this ways right! i'm not some luddite hiding in the gloom i'll not forcast our imminent doom but unless we remember lessons learnt we will end up getting our fingers burnt |
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A true set of words it has to be said
Perhaps 'publishing' here will see our story read. Please compromise and move the fair Don't strangle the centre to hold it year after year! There must be a field of suitable scope Both fair and town having a future with hope. Take the blinkers off and open your eyes, And then will truth dawn; will you realize? Act now with past, present and future in mind So generations inherit and not become blind. Few things are fair in love and war The needs of the town should up there; the fore.
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The Stratford Strumpet
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: stratford upon avon
Posts: 110
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Come friendly bombs fall
on S-on-A. It isn’t fit for one more day Please my friend take it far away. Cross over, Bridge! Come, bombs and blow To smithereens The Royal Shakespeare And its schemes. Same play, new take, Same words but fake Hollow laugh, hollow crown. Mess up the mess they Call a town, A second home for thousands down And once in twelve a visit ‘home’ For twenty years. Last edited by ronlyre : 06-11-2006 at 12:24 AM. |
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