Comments on: X Factor’s Shayne Keeps The Top Spot!

By: Sophie

Sophie — Fri, 29 Dec 2006 14:59:03 +0000

I have to say i absolutely admore Shayne Ward!! ‘My God’ dont think i have ever seen a guy more good looking than him – PHEW!! Shayne if your ever single – give me a call eh??? Keep up the good work! Love Ya!,…..
-xXx- Sophie -xXx-

By: shayne ward

shayne ward — Tue, 02 May 2006 19:51:07 +0000

hey all

lol

love ya

By: shayne ward

shayne ward — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 15:23:23 +0000

Friendship Poem # 2

You are friendly, kind and caring
Sensitive, loyal and understanding
Humorous, fun, secure and true
Always there… yes that’s you.

Special, accepting, exciting and wise
Truthful and helpful, with honest blue eyes
Confiding, forgiving, cheerful and bright
Yes that’s you… not one bit of spite.

You’re one of a kind, different from others
Generous, charming, but not one that smothers
Optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game
But not just another… in the long chain.

Appreciative, warm and precious like gold
Our friendship won’t tarnish or ever grow old
You’ll always be there, I know that is true
I’ll always be here… always for you.

- Written and owned by Angela Lee Hillsley

By: shayne ward

shayne ward — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 14:24:08 +0000

hey all yous thank you for sporrting me i love you all plz tack care
love you
from shayne

By: emily

emily — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 14:14:57 +0000

A Thousand Fair Suitors

A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance

The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds
Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones

And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain

Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits

By: emily

emily — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 14:13:27 +0000

dear shane
this is for you

A Special World

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong

By: vickiclayton

vickiclayton — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 11:42:19 +0000

hi shayne its keely your so good at singing and your also so sexy wont mind a bit of u wanna meet u am cumin 2 ya gig in da men so c u den lv u loads keelyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

By: vickyclayton

vickyclayton — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 11:40:13 +0000

hya shayne its vicky from hattersley want to meet u sumtime coz i fink ure really fit i want ure num lv vickyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

By: vickiclayton

vickiclayton — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 11:38:42 +0000

hi shayne its vicki from hattersley wanna meet u so much just wanna tell u your a brill singer lv vicky x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

By: emily

emily — Thu, 27 Apr 2006 10:03:53 +0000

Horror Movie Marathon
My brother had the TV on
a horror movie marathon.
He watched “The Blob,” “The Thing,” “The Fly,”
and then “The Brain That Wouldn’t Die.”

He watched “The Bride of Frankenstein”
and “Halloween: Parts Eight and Nine”.
Then “Monsters From Beyond the Moon”
and “Creature From the Black Lagoon.”

He stayed awake throughout the night.
His eyes are glazed, he’s ghostly white.
He’s looking like a nervous heap.
He’s much too scared to go to sleep.

He’s panic-stricken, pale as death.
He’s shivering and short of breath.
So won’t you tell me, anyone,
just how come he has all the fun?