A four line poem

You've all made me laugh
On a wet winter's day
With draws and dog humping
You'll led me astray!

Newist It''s good to hear your verse,
I fear the weather's getting worse
So soon you may be forced offline.
We all do hope that you'll be fine.

There's a house near mine
That's very pink and fine
just next to the pub, (I'll have a beer)
locals debate it, many think it cavalier.

All true :-

www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2516422/The-pink-paradise-guest-house-Essex-complete-unicorn-sculpture-fairy-lights-window.html

Oh! It is so beautiful. I so want to live there!

Wonder if they work for the jam factory. Strawberry comes to mind. Yum.

Done the bedrooms
Swept the floor
Now it's time
To write some more

I love that pink place
I want to go
I showed DH
But he said no

Oh my Lord
That house is bright.
Does it glow
All through the night?

I like pink, but that`s a bit much,
Too much of a sugary touch,
It hurts my eyes and sends me scranny,
But they`re still in business, so showing they`re canny!

That really was an awful rhyme,
Shows no imagination,
I`ll try to do better the next time,
After a good libation.

That pink house is too much for me,
It looks like a den of iniquity.
I wonder what goes on inside,
And what dark secrets they have to hide.

Does it scare
Any local horse
That might hack by?
I jest of course.

You are all so clever and very bright
What is needed in such dull light
You bring such joy in every post
Just like warm and buttered toast

I'm a lady
In my prime
So I've fixed my brain
To think in rhyme.

All that pink is very scary
Must be lived in by a fairy
Maybe it is one called jingl
She said that it made her tingle

It really is that bright
A while ago it was boring white
Neighbours could not believe their eyes
When James and Amy worked on their prize

Personally I think it's vile
Didn't even make me smile
That's because I'm rather grumpy
Short and fat and very dumpy!

KatyK I think he's rather mean.
When that pink house fulfills your dream.
Tell him again you want to go.
And if he wont you'll take your beau.

I'm on a diet now you see
Slim and svelte I soon will be
If I eat a chocolate biscuit.......
No! I really dare not risk it!

James is no fairy, he fights fire
Amy's a bit arty, must be a lover of pink
They wanted something that some would admire
but at first it did raise a bit of a stink

Round the Maypole's fluttering streamers
Dancing round to show their bloomers
Flash of thigh and glimpse of bosom
Oh, my lawd, its getting gruesome!

I'd need to win the lottery
To own a house that size.
Then I'd log on the internet
And start to spend my prize.

We're getting so good at this kind of rhyme
That we should write a pantomime.
We could top the bill next Christmas time,
And our stage reviews would be sublime.

Off to work to earn my pay
Thought I'd pop in on my way
To see if what you had to say
Was just as rude as yesterday!

It is, goody

Still no good
The brain's gone dead
I know I should
Have ignored this thread.

Puss in Boots or Cinderella
I think Pompa is the fella
The star of Nellie's pantomime
In pantaloons he'd be sublime!