I sit inside, it's dark and lonely,
I wish he'd hurry up, open me.
He doesn't know that I'm inside,
I'm his cute birthday surprise.
I'm not fluffy, But I look pretty.
I'm not alive, nor am i witty.
I hope that he will put me on,
With a sense of humor, hey! c'mon
Happy birthday, Cricketjeff,
Now you'll look your very best.
Hope they go good with your vest.
High heel sneaker's, your all dressed.
Everybody yell, surprise,
He might smile with happy eyes,
Maybe laughing, I don't know,
I'm a pair of panty-hose!
hehehe!
Happy burthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, dear cricketjeff,
Happy 50th to you.
OOPS---still 25, is it ???
Author notes
I do not expect to win anything with this, I wrote it as a birthday wish, hope you don't mind my taking up a space in your contest, hehehe!
A contest entry
- The Box by cricketjeff.
550 points, ended July 30, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you Think???
Comments
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I loved it!
Poetry is meant to be fun and this is fun pure and simple, I am sorry it has taken so long for me to get as far as commenting on all the entries. It wasn't ingratitude
This was one of the must fun contests I have held and thank you for the entry and the wishes.
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Happy Birthday, Jeff,
I hope you get your cake, and eat it, too!
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