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Some guest keeps asking me to pm thought okay so asked them when
No reply so i popped into see they said look don’t tell on me
Been naughty and had to flee then asked don’t click the block key
Morg is my name i have no shame i’m always the one that they blame
They have no game said his names graham would i be his dame
I said slow down what is wrong shall i sing you a song ding dong
He replied i’m no clown i’m no dong and no i don’t want a bliddy song
As he went on he was charismatic saying iv’e been instigated as a chat brute
Sounded so sophisticated and i investigated and found out he was very acute
Our love bloomed like a summer flower as we chatted for nearly an hour
Then he asked if he could take me for a drink so i gave it a little think
But he had been booted before i could blink will he ever come back from the brink
So as the man of my dreams seems to have gone forever
Will he ever come back oh flick it i’m a lady of leisure
Hello guys my name is Donna and i’m not dim
Yes that’s right i workout and go to the gym
To right i like diamond rings i’m so flash
Don’t like dings who flash the cash
My body all lush and suntanned
Don’t need a skint man sounds so bland
My car is pink so shiny love her so
Own my own house so smart i no
All the boys try to catch my attention
Oh i’m gorgeous did i mention
Own my own business makes me so rich
Yes you guessed i’m a
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Their was a guy who joined here
As i watched the morons appear
I’m sure i tried to warn him
As he was funny but not dim
Ever so charismatic and sane
Hope his brain ain’t decaying
Gad suffer warns the girls away
Stamina and will makes him stay
Now he’s won the girls hearts
His haters heads falling aparts
Spouting out thee old bull
Is he from Ipswich or from hull
He whips him so good funny to see
Maybe he’s just right for lovely me
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Justnothing is a great bloke with a big heart and is my special friend
He is so handsome and smart stopped me going around the bend
Went out of his way just to make me feel welcome and feel okay
In my heart i’m sure he will stay until i’m old and going so grey
Wished we could meet up to go out and play now that would be a great day
He loves to cook chips i wish him all the best the best chatter here no contest
He has great hips better than the rest he was so nice never asked to see my chest
Such a shexy bloke he is so fit he don’t smoke and makes me smile more than a bit
He Don’t drink alcohol and he don’t skit maybe if he new i loved he would flit
Getting the max on machines at the gym makes him motivated and not dim
Maybe the pic he showed me with his hair trim one should really get married to him
Bragging all day he had popped off his folks
Awww so upset he broke his bmx spokes
Saying he let their handbrake off pushing them over a cliff
Could be just getting on a bit feeling old his hair in a quiff
His poor dog was feeling hungry so ran off and left him
Never types a full coherent sentence making him look ever so dim
He mocked some poor mother because her daughter was terminally ill
Met a girl from here who could be his brother Supporting him like a chill
A total disgrace to her profession letting him mock the same people she looks after
Both being the thickest on the net so hard to pick which one is dafter
He must feel so much self hate posting his own number to find a mate
Face all inflated bruised and battered no self respect she sets up a date
So when they meet up he pulls her hair does what he likes has no flare
In life they have failed full of despair Lonely and lost and just don’t care
The ashtray seems to have so much life watching her pain and her strife
Worms and spiders they are rife maybe when their watching they need a knife
Now she has been thumped hair pulled bruised and battered and dumped
When she breaths it’s like she pumped hair scattered feeling confused and bumped
This one has baggage and bags under her eyes trying to get back someone we despise
So now he’s moved on we all need no more lies he needs to tell her so she cries
Then when she gets him out of her tiny mind a new chat love she may find
Yes i know the way she is they won’t be kind But ask me if i would even mind
Yes he is a deceitful and a cheat just treats girls like a peace of meat
His demons he needs to defeat hope his new girlfriend don’t smell his feet
Mister Q do i know you as chatters there is a few
Hello thanks for your post and your content
Maybe you popped down for heaven god sent
Hope you’re feeling good and having a nice day
Give me a call maybe sometime we can go out and play
Oh lord this is tragic it started at school
Best friend turned on him for being a fool
Acting all tough desperately trying to be so bad
Seeking to hide his pain and suffering from gad
Trying to build his computer with play station parts
His life slowly failing with loads of false starts
Minds all boggled stuttering and shaking
Eyes all goggled worry and faking
Post drops through the door he hides behind two sofas
Drenched in sweat just wearing nothing but his gucci loafers
No one ever comes to the door so it cannot be a knock
So maybe the curtains are closed to hide a guy in a frock
Fryer tuck comb over asda t shirt and fa cup ears
Man up fella time to log on and face your fears
Yes eccentric mumbling his words sound so jumbling
Tells his new cyber friends he is making a site
When they find out he’s lying and awake all night
Riddled with worry and feeling so much guilt
He decides to make up a story and on full tilt
He asked for small donations hoping to pay his rent
Then tells us it’s not for profit and the money he’s lent
So why say its not about making money must be confused
Falling out with his friends left feeling empty and abused
Seems to bully a certain person a more stylish and a nice chatter Does he do this to cause pain or just to have a natter
Their was a wee dude from here they seemed to have gone missing
Did anyone see them reappear from their wee potty typing and hissing
Wee legs Wee arms Wee hands typing a lot of self hate
Wee bad feelings in their head all they do is deflate
Lower and lower they seem to go spiraling down a very dark road
Could they just be an anonymous guest with no fixed abode
Drugs are for mugs and cyber thugs typing like slugs with scruffy lugs
Maybe their anger is from bugs little wee creepy crawlies for their rugs
Once in a while maybe hoover your carpet have a little smile
The way you type cannot be good as its never nice just so vile
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Rudeboy why do you have such a name when you’re a true gent
Smart funny sophisticated and witty when you type a comment
You bring a touch of class to this place as you are still sane
Your contribution to Just chat is full of knowledge and gain
Maybe we need to help these people as we feel their pain
One can only think your life must be so buzzing and so cool
The one thing that we all have learnt is don’t treat you as a fool
Hello sceptical guy may i thank you for your post
What i find astounding is you’re more sane than most
My name is Donna and it’s very nice to meet you
Although confused people say that i’m a guy too
Maybe they are wind ups lost and all alone
Or has someone upset them like a dog without a bone
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