Christmas Ode to Ken

[CIGARHead]

We need to set that to music. Funniest **** Ive heard all day. I believe you have summed Ken up pretty good - We need nothing more from him.

[Loki]

Hey Now,just another facet of El Prez's many endearing qualities. I guess we could call him an "Outback Poet"

[jay8354]

ROFLMAO :-D :wink:

EL Prez is on a roll today.

[Colt45]

he flashes a smile, he casts a sly wink

in one hand habano, the other a drink

"would you like to hear my story of

the biggest fish in the land"

fisherman, wino, a renaissance man

one drink turns to five, five drinks become ten

now clad in leather, this man amongst men

the women all love him, the men.... sometimes too

he can't be resisted, so suave and so smooth

he has zest for life, is full of good cheer

merry christmas to you ken, have a happy new year

[shrink]

Rob, I am simply in awe of your talent, i.e. ... Aw, ****!

[El Presidente]

!ROTFLMAO! Colt45

[Mel]

Nice poem and all that but if I have to see that picture one more time I'm going to ******* throw up!

[PigFish]

» he flashes a smile, he casts a sly wink

» in one hand habano, the other a drink

»

» "would you like to hear my story of

» the biggest fish in the land"

» fisherman, wino, a renaissance man

»

» one drink turns to five, five drinks become ten

» now clad in leather, this man amongst men

»

» the women all love him, the men.... sometimes too

» he can't be resisted, so suave and so smooth

»

» he has zest for life, is full of good cheer

» merry christmas to you ken, have a happy new year

Next verse:

Dressed in leather by day; at night adorn lace.

Ken writes for FoH at a vigilant pace.

His brow is furrowed with eyebrows of gray.

“Did you write that review yet?” Our leader would say.

“I’ll not take that you fat Bastad,” emerged from his tongue.

As he pummeled poor Robby, as if he were dung.

The two will banter with seeming incredible whit.

Members at their keyboards knowing they’re full of ****!

So raise a glass lads, to our two Aussie mates.

For without this board they’re poor reprobates!

[ALB]

There is some serious Literary talent on display here.

I think the next competition on the board should be the best poem.

Anything sledging Ken & Rob should be automatic finalists:-D

[kab55]

ROTFLMAO!

[dragon]

Rob if that was your shot at creative poetry........well, I wouldn't quit my day job just yet.

BTW.....do you actually HAVE a day job :lol2:

[El Presidente]

This is from the heart mate :wink:

He sends me 100 e-mails per day

....mostly complaining about forum foul play.

When I suggest it is time to forget and hug,

....he complains endlessly about the latest plug.

Now he is certainly a Private school cultured soul,

sprouting endlessly of the flavours to unfold.

Meat, pencil, peat, socks, lavender and tin,

.....we all know when Ken has hit the Gin.

In the Havana night, Ken causes a kafuffle, the dance floor stops

to watch the wounded buffalo shuffle.

Salsa, Samba and Tango give way

...to the big blonde Aussie who is stumbling their way.

In the Factories and Divans Senor Ken is well known,

By day two his MasterCard has blown.

Punch, Cohiba, Partagas and Monterrey he has bought.

I tell him their fake....but alas he cares nought.

Bonefish he tells me he catches by the score.

"Las Salinas will never recover" he does implore.

Speaking in Spanish to Larenzo his guide....leads me to believe Ken has

a secret to hide.

While reeling in... is seldom a test, Ken can't cast past his shadow....a flyline at best.

A lover of Kiwi's a friend to all men. SLR Double Corona in one hand,a bottle of Dom Perignon or ten.

The body of an Adonis, the mind as sharp as a knife.

Nearing his 50th year.....still unable to find a wife.

He need not worry with a lifestyle second to none.

Bachelorhood suits him..... as he is a debaucherous party in one.

Ah..... bit it would be remiss to squander this fine opportunity to ponder.

What a poorer world it would be, without Ken as a member here with me.

So Merry Christmas my friend for doing your bit,

Good tidings you old bastard, you old pompous git.