I love chatting on AIM cause its so quick
But it makes my comp freeze and stick
Some days I am lucky
But yesterday it got yucky
I think it makes my computer feel sick

You know I love my fellow Aussies so I'll do you a favour
My 'stupid' sig pic is just bursting with gab-bashing flavour
We can always share
Ame too if she'll dare
But it is something that the Gab-lovers really don't savour

I must say I'm flattered you like my sig pic
It took me a while to find one to do the trick
With Xena laughing at Gabs
Saying 'your stupid babs'
And Gabby laughing back, while Xena takes the mick http://stacesxenapage.homestead.com/files/stupid2.jpg

Gabby is not a real gal
Nor is she a femme fatale
Some folks get confused
Which makes me amused
And think she is really their pal

Thank you so much for that link
Now my little sig will not stink
I'll put it up soon
I'm so over the moon
I hope it works without a kink

I love Xena she is rad
Especially without that bloody Gab
Xena is tall, sexy and hot
All the things Scabby hasn't got
Xena rules all, Gab not even a tad

You know that I think that I might
Be the last gal to rhyme here tonight
So goodnight to youse
I lit Am-ee's fuse
By starting a Scabrielle fight

You might have been the lst to post
But I was first to eat some Gabrielle roast
With her i'd have 3 veggies and chips
and afterwards maybe french onion dips
and a big bowl of ice cream, for us to savour the most

I just had an awesome idea
I hope that I can make it clear
Let's roll Gab in choc
Then some coconut stock
And then eat some "Gabington" here

If I try as hard as I might
We might make page two by tonight
I'll sit here and rhyme
It's wasting my time
But better than starting a fight

Some people might say I am bored
When I'm bidding for a Xena sword
I slap down my ten
And get beaten again
Then I think of the props I HAVE scored!

As I go "surfing" the scrolls
I see a decline in our trolls
I miss our FatXena
Though Chris was much meaner
At least those two knew of their roles

[ August 15, 2001: Message edited by: Janet ]

Gabingtons make me puke
So in the microwave for me to nuke
Melt her down make her squishy
It's the only way she will be dishy
Then we'll get her beaten up by the duke

Would you like a Gabington, ma'am?
It's better than eating some spam
Or a Violent Gab Crumble?
(It will make your tum rumble)
Or how 'bout a little Gab Tam?

We have got so much to do
Before we get to our page two
I can't write no more
It is making me snore
I really am feeling quite blue

Sweet sweet lamington delight
I dream of you every night
You're coconuty, and covered in choccy
Even their shape can be blocky
You can eat them while singing, 'Dancing in the moonlight'

I see your brain has gone all cottony
It may be time for your lobotomy
Lie back, it won't hurt
Chuck your brain in the dirt
Soon now you will have forgotten me!

I like to lim on the scrolls
It's better than playing with trolls
But rhyming is tough
And rhythm is rough
So my limericks are fulla holes

i must sing a song of sweet lamingtons
delicious chocolate-covered, cream-filled buns
it's the coconut covered confection
that's led me to an addiction
that's bigger than Shawn's fear of nuns.

[ August 15, 2001: Message edited by: zoomzoomzoom ]

I prefer my Lam's without cream
I find them nicer like that it seems
Aussies have the best of treats
Wait till you taste our sweets
I wonder who thought them up, in a dream

Its true Aussies have all the best delights
And in Yankie land over tim tams there are fights
Our cadbury chocolate is sweet
It really can't be beat
If only I had some now to munch on with big bites!

Stace doesn't beleive in AIM
If she did she'd turn it on then
She's been making fun of me in the game
again and again and again and again
I hope her mouth is full of Phlegm


hehehe

Ame knows that I mean not to snub and I do no harm
Just my computer treats AIM with much alarm
It freezes and spits
Its really the pits
But I'll try it for her since she's got lots of charm

I just LOVE to chat on my AIM
It's better than playing a game
I cut and I paste
It is such a waste
Yes it is just a cryin' shame

Where are you now Argy my dear
I've turned on AIM and am ready for cheer
But Ame's not here
No one else is near
So I guess I'll settle down alone with my beer