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| Author: | darknavy [ Tue Jun 14, 2005 11:13 pm ] |
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 34 My Wiggo's' eyes are nothing like the sun; Sherrin is far more red than his lips' red;; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on his head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in his cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my Wiggins reeks. I love to see him attack from half-back, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My Wiggins, when he walks, treads on the ground, takes a pack mark. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any he belied with false compare. |
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| Author: | darknavy [ Tue Jun 14, 2005 11:27 pm ] |
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William Wordsworth He Trained among the Untrodden Ways He trained among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A back-flanker whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! —Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. He played unknown, and few could know When Wiggins ceased to be; But he is in the Ressies, and, oh, The difference to me! |
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| Author: | Deano Supremo [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 5:31 am ] |
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There once was a man called Simon Wiggins Who played with the heart and spirit of Brighton Diggins He picked up a chick She took one look at his **** And said "Jaysus Christ what a biggun". |
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| Author: | Sumo [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 7:41 am ] |
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Simon Wiggins he's our man Hero of our nation For his adventures just be sure And stay tuned to this station (Roger Ramjet circa late 90's) |
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| Author: | darknavy [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 10:13 am ] |
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Sumo wrote: (Roger Ramjet circa late 90's)
Surely you mean Roger Ramjet circa 1965 |
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| Author: | Sumo [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 1:06 pm ] |
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darknavy wrote: Sumo wrote: (Roger Ramjet circa late 90's) Surely you mean Roger Ramjet circa 1965 My memory doesn't go back that far. Mind you I did catch roger on abc the other week. My brain hurts too!! |
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| Author: | Lowey_47 [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 3:02 pm ] |
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I didn't write this but probably an appropriate time to post it. Lord, have mercy on Simon Wiggins………... Works hard at training Picked in the draft at fifteen Needs an angel of mercy To save his place in the team He can't put a football On the chest of someone else from his team All BANG! CRASH! no class, baby Not really fast He's been ridin' for free, yeah! Givin' it all Doin' nothin' at all Living in the Valley of Dead Wood Kickin' the ball It's out on the full Living in the Valley of Dead Wood |
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| Author: | Orangewhip [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 7:21 pm ] |
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If you light on a gallows it bodes nothing but good, Unless you're in the middle of a Tasmanian wood. But you are in a wood? Well, there's nothing to fear Except if Simon Wiggins is hanging near. And there is such a Wiggins? You're in danger, it's plain, Retreat with your sanity from Tasmania again. What, nobody wants Simon Wiggins no more? Why didn't anybody say anything, some time before? (Like three flower years ago?) All the Wiggins you've slighted, and it's done you no good. There's a Wiggins hiding under every dark hood... |
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| Author: | Deano Supremo [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 7:29 pm ] |
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Wiggins ain't no holler back girl |
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| Author: | TruBlueBrad [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 9:18 pm ] |
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Footballs are Red Wiggins heart is BLUE You can keep Chris Judd Coz Simon, WE LOVE YOU!!!!! |
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| Author: | Jarusa [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 9:25 pm ] |
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A noble spirit emWiggins the smallest man. |
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| Author: | TheDuke [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 11:32 pm ] |
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TISM ode to Wiggo I come to praise, not to bury, the shoddy and the rooted - To lament for the passing of those men, Safari suited, Who'd flatten you with mindless glee when they got really newted. Behind the bottleshop you'd see the roughest justice done: Yeah, it was assault and battery - but with a sense of fun, And a drink together after, when the ambulance had come. "You gotta f*cking mouth on ya," those moustached yobs would say Back when being literate was something to hide away And being mediocre meant you played in the V.F.A. But now everyone's decent footballer, everyone's got bloody skill: What happened to the real players who could hardly kick the pill? So long live to Simon Wiggins though everyone knows you're a dill. |
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| Author: | phoenix johnson [ Wed Jun 15, 2005 11:58 pm ] |
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I said maaaaaaaaaaaaaaybeeeeee, He's gonna be the one that saaaaaaaaaaaaaaves meeeeeee, And afteraaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllll, He's my Wiggo-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllll |
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