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... is what I am today!
It's Roses' birthday;
She's forty-two;
Now, it's time
For a poem from you!
***
Roses is older;
Her day is all through;
Older, but smiling
To have friends such as you!
(Even Bob.)
Monday, September 15, 2008
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From Hapkido:
No need for boredom or fear/
Nor cause for jabs or jeer/
For Hapkido, you see/
On your birthday foretells glee:/
Either RonnyEngrish's proses/
Will more than entertain Roses/
Or banned from Crunch Time he'll be!
:-P
From Elisson:
I was in my car;
I gave myself a lift,
To go buy Roses
A birthday gift.
And while driving on my mission
To buy a gift for Roses,
I noticed all the motorists
With fingers in their noses.
What were they seeking?
Were they mining for gold?
Car windows are transparent,
Or so I am told.
So as you drive
With finger up nostril,
Know that others can see you
And think you're a wastrel.
Booger-hunting while driving -
It just isn't done.
Not by Mr. Debonair
At Blog d'Elisson.
From vw bug:
A birthday poem imposes
on my sense of rhyme.
Hopefully this for Roses
Is at least worth a dime.
She wants to see vw bug
included in this mess.
It deserves a hug
for all this stress.
Roses, Roses, lots of us knowses
How you really feel.
A birthday--it's true--is when
God sticks it to you
And damn yer old--FORTY TWO!
But don't feel too bad,
Grab some Screw U Heaven
'Cause Thumper you see,
Just turned FORTY SEVEN.
Happy Birthday! :)
Short but sweet birthday greetings:
Roses ain’t red,
And Roses ain’t blue,
‘Cause she has birthday wishes
From Mrs. Who!
Happy Birthday, Sweetie!
While practicing esoteric yoga poses
I realized it's the birthday of Roses.
In a flash and a fit and a flurry
I uncoiled in too much of a hurry.
And realized that smell was NOT my toeses.
I, Misplaced Flatus, herewith send my treat --
A birthday wish to the rosy girl petite.
So here's my verse I pray you won't delete:
"Roses by another name would smell ass sweat."
(I even ran this through spell checker -- just to make sure it was 100% correct.)
Yeah...uhhh....these guys rock, I, can't, yeah....
So instead I'll break my "vacation" rule and leave a comment saying I hope you had a wonderful birthday.....
Sorry I'm late, but I pontificate,
I missed your Birthday, that's true,
But if I may be bold, I don't think you're old,
Your'e a very young forty-two.
Seriously - no way I can rhyme.
Happy Birthday!! Hope it was a great one!! :)
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