Poems from Pebble Shianti
OMG! What the hell?
Jimmy White is EDL.
Everytime he pots the black
He secretly hopes it won't come back.
Snooty Snooker why don't you...
STOP!
Red Leicester struggled under the weight of the christmas tree, which leant to one side like a club-footed veteran.
Edam sniggered...
My tears are like oranges. If oranges wer the same shape and color as tears. Which ther not. Tears ent got colour. Now yur gone. Like...