Sunday, March 28, 2010

...a birthday note...

...I suck at giving gifts…unlike my roommate who can give one hell of a birthday surprise. Well, it was the occasion of his birthday and I had to do something…so as stupid as it might be I bought him an electric razor and wrote him a poem in like 10 minutes because it was like around 11 50 when I got back home from the gift shop…




Eventually all these years
Filled with laughter and some tears
All the fun
Those things done
Has made you old
But not cold
Scantily spread
Hair on head
Stuck with glue?
You’re twenty two
So here you are
You’re up to par
Don’t ever change
However strange
Life may seem
It’s just a dream
Now open your eyes
You want French fries?
Dude lets party
Don’t be a smarty
Party hard
Like a retard
Wait there’s a thing
In my mind did spring
I forgot to say
Happy Birthday!!

2 comments:

  1. Well this was a surprise I really can't get over.
    whoever says u aren't good at surprises... U are a silent killer!!!
    Thanx a ton for a lifetime, dude !

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