Not the catchiest of titles perhaps, but here's an exciting new game for us to play. Hurrah!

What you've got to do is come up with a poem relating to Shipwrecked - the program, the islanders, anything you like.
It can be any type of poem: ode, couplet, haiku. Oh what fun!

Here's a limerick about many peoples favourite islander, to start us off:

The once was a Sharkie called Will.
When I see him I get such a thrill.
I go all weak and queasy.
Then he copped off with Stevie!!
And the two-timing rat's with him still !!!

Lianne has really big boobs
I'd like to cover then with petite frubes
That Ben is a rat
He smells like my shat
And i wanna push him in front of a tube.

Does that work?

Sounds good to me

I wasn't actually expecting any replies to this one, so a gold star for you.

I'M NUMBER ONE!!

HEHEHEHE!!

I got another......

That Amy's a bitch of a titch
Sophia called me a bitch
Naomi's got a nice bum
So stu get in there my son
And when you get out sell your story and you'll be rich.

The first line should have been

That Amy's a BIT of a titch!

apologies to bitch of titches!

Stevie has big hair,
he wishes he could comb it but wouldn't dare,
instead pin it back,
and look like a tw*t
Coz on the sharks he just don't care!

PS i do like you stevie. x

There once was a Tiger called Terri
She didn't like Tom, she liked Jerry
The sharks broke the rules
so they had to choose
So they picked her cos she wan't hairy

There once was a pirate called Loz,
Liked weaving and thought he was boss.
Made Joe drink wee, had a poo on Steve-ie
and when he leaves it's SHARKS LOSS!!

There once was a Shark named Naomi
Who got steamy with Stuart, her homie
This made other sharks jealous,
and they are happy to tell us, that
Their bud Stuarts no longer manly
He's all soppy and tan-ly
So why cant you give it a rest?