This is a variation on "what's the next line", but in this game, you give the first line and the next person has to make up the the follow-on line. For instance, the first person might give:



and the next person would finish it off with their own composition, eg





So I'll give another line, for someone to compose a suitable follow-on. And then that person will give another line from a poem for someone else to finish off

and all the while, as i did stroll, i popped my little rounded pills.

i think i could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained,
(walt whitman)

Except when defending their patch of turf, then it's likely that you'll get maimed.


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Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; (Walter de la Mare)

Hurry up, you slowcoach..'twil be morning soon...


How do I love thee, let me count the ways...(Shakespeare)

What do you mean 'lard doesn't make it okay'?

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; (carrying on the theme )

and when we've all listened we'll have a few beers


If you go down to the woods today, you're in for a big surprise

I'll let you have them back some day, but it may not be for years




Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough (A E Housman)

Entirely accidental, but very apt .

Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?

Take those bright pink earmuffs off - they make you look like a ponce

Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house

People were dancing to the music of Strauss





She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

Nay, like a bat outa ###### I'll be gone when the mornin' comes.



Harp of the north that mouldering long hast hung

Morning comes, and with it light
Oh dear

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Or alternatively, given your thyroid problem, would a winter's day might be more appropriate?

I'm a freak, I'm a wierdo.

Sounds like you could be blotto




The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea

But turned back quickly as they needed a pee...

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Waiting for his friend to call

"I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree"

and if i ever get there, i'll buy a bumblebee.

'twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borocouncils and the business men outgrabe






Earth has not anything to show more fair

Humpty Dumpty was not very tall

OOPs out of position - sorry

Earth has not anything to show more fair

Flower-power hippies with lots of hair


Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye

It's not really a lot of use, but all I could afford to buy.

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On the Ning Nang Nong...

Where it's all gone wrong..we wear a song while singing a thong...

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderlay again..

and all my luggage ended up in Spain.


Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade

You need to go on a sunbed..your tan's beginning to fade.

In the still of the night, as I gaze from my window..

I find myself thinking "you've had too much gin - doh !


All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small

All things come to those who wait - more likely not at all




Oh, to be in England, now that April's there

She's quite a pretty lady, and very often bare...


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Morning has broken...

Have you just awoken?





A snake came to my water-trough

he slithered right in and said "hi" to Brian Clough

I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore..

But those who use these forums will have realised that before!


"Georgie Porgy, pudding and pie"

Seduced the girls and and made them lie

In the licorice fields of Pontefract, my love and I did meet,

and straight away I sniffed the air and knew it was her feet.

In Scarlet town, where I was born, there was a fair maid dwellin'

But someone dug a pit which she unfortunately fell in.

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair?"

Booze, girls, rides, and love in the air,


When I was a batchelor, and lived all alone,

No, I've got to wash my hair.

Is this the real life; is this just fantasy?

nothing except strife - let's preserve just our sanctity.

In Xanadu did kubla khan a stately pleasure-dome decree:

No he didn't because he was a mis-ery...

The sun has got his hat on..

The moon has just been sat on

Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet

Hoping to squash some spiders....


It was an ancient mariner, and he stoppeth one of three........

"i hope you know, " he said just then, "that ancient we must be."

the tumult of my fretted mind gives me expression of a kind;

The likes of which you'll never find (on an elephant)....

Now is the winter of discontent

Ain't got no money to pay the rent


Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town

He ran into the road and was sadly knocked down



In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

What a dreadful show-off - he really is a clown

"How many streets must a man walk down before he can call himself a man?"

Edit: sorry - too slow!

If he don't want his shoes to look too drab he'd be better to call himself a cab.


Where have all the flowers gone?

Someone's picked them to give to his mum





What is this life, if, full of care

we stay at home with nothing to wear.


They're changing guard at Buckingham Palace

mad hatter is watching, and so is alice.

let me not to the marriage of true minds

ever replace my curtains with blinds

And did those feet in ancient times

wear flip-flops: shod for balmy climes


My old man's a dustman, he wears a dustman's hat