- Joined
- Mar 2, 2018
Ho ho ho Dear Members!
Here's the full list of poems received, I have to say I'm impressed with the level of them.
Just Pick one.
1)Ode to Nothing
I sit and wait, while the spins in flight,
I gesticulate, when the win was shite,
I click once more, the button named spin,
And once again, I hope I win.
Well that was crap, I say once more,
As the game i kick, back out the door,
Another one loaded, while I sit and sip,
On my cup of tea, while I wait to flip.
And once again, its 2 times bet,
But I say to myself, 'I shall not fret',
The next spin will be better, I chant out loud,
The slot is gleaming, and looking proud.
But the reels each land, not what I need,
In positions that I do not need,
My anger it begins to feed,
When I at once I realise,
Id started the game, and did not notice,
My slot bet size, it looked atrocious,
Id forgot to change the damned thing down
My eyebrows, hence begin to frown,
I look down the screen and shake my head
When I realize that, my balance is.. dead.
Muttering to myself...
Nobhead.
And lower the bet I should have done,
Instead of losing, a couple ton,
Ill learn next time, I'm sure I will,
Losing my balance, is no thrill.
Off to the meister to commiserate,
And read some news, with posts to rate,
Ill return to the game another time,
When clear of head, and clear of mind.
2) There is another forum
There is another site
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another PAB service,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forums, Rob,
Never mind silent YT channels -
Here is a little Bar & Grill,
Where spirit is always high;
Here is a brighter section,
Where not a rogue has been;
In its unfading promos
I hear the happy player hum:
Daniel, my brother,
Into CM forum come!
3) December in the CM Forum
There's scores of members scrambling
For Merry Xmas Matches
With occasional moaners rambling
Who belong in booby hatches
With tinfoilers screaming riggedness
At December's newest releases
There's wins of those whose are biggestest
And who had got the measliest
But there's also loads of fun and cheer
Such as trivia for the wisest
(and if Bryan has his say, there's beer)
With rewards of cash and prizes
So come along for Christmas fun
Bring your goodwill if you remember
Cheers the newbs and all your buds
In CM forum this December
4) Early Christmas Morn
On the lawn I see in the crisp, fresh snow
There's a trail of rabbit tracks
And from the kitchen comes the smells I know
Fresh coffee and pancake stacks
It's early Christmas morn
In the treetops I hear chickadees sing
A sweet melodious tweet
From the house I hear the alarms go ding
And the pattering of feet
It's early Christmas morn
Down the stairs they come in their reverie
Rubbing sleep out of their eyes
Forming a circle round the Christmas tree
Unwrapping each boxed surpise
It's early Christmas morn
They each hug their dolly and their toy truck
Their eyes sparkling with delight
I bless this day for my bountiful luck
As I pull the missus tight
It's early christmas morn
5) Casinomeister limerick
When you ‘google’ a casino or a slot,
The word ‘Casinomeister’ appears a lot.
It’s the site where to go,
For help from a pro,
For lists and great offers it’s got.
But then you’re drawn into the forum,
Where members all act with decorum
Apart from a few,
Like the cheeky one: spoo,
But you soon learn how to adore ‘em.
So come along and join in,
With jokes and comps you might win.
Of the reps I’m a fan,
Conor, Rach and our Dan,
We’ll make sure you leave with a grin!
Here's the full list of poems received, I have to say I'm impressed with the level of them.
Just Pick one.
1)Ode to Nothing
I sit and wait, while the spins in flight,
I gesticulate, when the win was shite,
I click once more, the button named spin,
And once again, I hope I win.
Well that was crap, I say once more,
As the game i kick, back out the door,
Another one loaded, while I sit and sip,
On my cup of tea, while I wait to flip.
And once again, its 2 times bet,
But I say to myself, 'I shall not fret',
The next spin will be better, I chant out loud,
The slot is gleaming, and looking proud.
But the reels each land, not what I need,
In positions that I do not need,
My anger it begins to feed,
When I at once I realise,
Id started the game, and did not notice,
My slot bet size, it looked atrocious,
Id forgot to change the damned thing down
My eyebrows, hence begin to frown,
I look down the screen and shake my head
When I realize that, my balance is.. dead.
Muttering to myself...
Nobhead.
And lower the bet I should have done,
Instead of losing, a couple ton,
Ill learn next time, I'm sure I will,
Losing my balance, is no thrill.
Off to the meister to commiserate,
And read some news, with posts to rate,
Ill return to the game another time,
When clear of head, and clear of mind.
2) There is another forum
There is another site
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another PAB service,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forums, Rob,
Never mind silent YT channels -
Here is a little Bar & Grill,
Where spirit is always high;
Here is a brighter section,
Where not a rogue has been;
In its unfading promos
I hear the happy player hum:
Daniel, my brother,
Into CM forum come!
3) December in the CM Forum
There's scores of members scrambling
For Merry Xmas Matches
With occasional moaners rambling
Who belong in booby hatches
With tinfoilers screaming riggedness
At December's newest releases
There's wins of those whose are biggestest
And who had got the measliest
But there's also loads of fun and cheer
Such as trivia for the wisest
(and if Bryan has his say, there's beer)
With rewards of cash and prizes
So come along for Christmas fun
Bring your goodwill if you remember
Cheers the newbs and all your buds
In CM forum this December
4) Early Christmas Morn
On the lawn I see in the crisp, fresh snow
There's a trail of rabbit tracks
And from the kitchen comes the smells I know
Fresh coffee and pancake stacks
It's early Christmas morn
In the treetops I hear chickadees sing
A sweet melodious tweet
From the house I hear the alarms go ding
And the pattering of feet
It's early Christmas morn
Down the stairs they come in their reverie
Rubbing sleep out of their eyes
Forming a circle round the Christmas tree
Unwrapping each boxed surpise
It's early Christmas morn
They each hug their dolly and their toy truck
Their eyes sparkling with delight
I bless this day for my bountiful luck
As I pull the missus tight
It's early christmas morn
5) Casinomeister limerick
When you ‘google’ a casino or a slot,
The word ‘Casinomeister’ appears a lot.
It’s the site where to go,
For help from a pro,
For lists and great offers it’s got.
But then you’re drawn into the forum,
Where members all act with decorum
Apart from a few,
Like the cheeky one: spoo,
But you soon learn how to adore ‘em.
So come along and join in,
With jokes and comps you might win.
Of the reps I’m a fan,
Conor, Rach and our Dan,
We’ll make sure you leave with a grin!
I missed you long time no see
