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This week it's my sisters 21st. Her boyfriend, my girlfriend and I have decided to write a poem for something different from the usual 21st speeches. We think that it is pretty funny but are unsure if we will be the only ones as we remember the situations that she has been in.
From an outsider's perspective is the poem amusing or is it lame? Suggestions are very welcome as we will still be adding a few more verses.
This is a poem for Kate,
We hope it makes her go red,
When she was a baby,
She had a very large bald head.
When she was a young girl,
Kate liked cats and dogs,
But what she really loved,
Were bugs and bloody frogs.
As a sweet, innocent young girl,
Kate was very shy,
People could never get a word out of her,
No matter how hard they would try.
Kate’s younger days were fairly normal,
It wasn’t until later on,
Until people started saying,
I’ll have some of what she’s on.
One early morning,
There was a loud scream,
Kate had been cleaning her teeth,
She was using shaving cream.
There were her days at underage Metro,
She went with Rebecca, Sarah and Kim,
She met lots of new people there,
Usually called Mohammed, Havez or sometimes Ibrahim.
She used to wear lots of makeup,
Lipstick, mascara and foundation,
She really wanted to impress,
The homeboys at Broady station
Once mum caught her red handed,
Kate thought it wasn’t fair,
But she should never have hidden those cigarettes,
Up the arse of her teddy bear
One night she went out early at seven,
To avoid a long line,
She returned drunk singing Bob the Builder,
It was only quarter past nine.
It was recently John’s 21st birthday,
What wonderful food we tasted,
It came as no surprise,
When Kate once again got wasted.
We hope you have a wonderful night,
We hope its as good as it gets,
Will you still be standing at the end of the night?
People, place your bets.
From an outsider's perspective is the poem amusing or is it lame? Suggestions are very welcome as we will still be adding a few more verses.
This is a poem for Kate,
We hope it makes her go red,
When she was a baby,
She had a very large bald head.
When she was a young girl,
Kate liked cats and dogs,
But what she really loved,
Were bugs and bloody frogs.
As a sweet, innocent young girl,
Kate was very shy,
People could never get a word out of her,
No matter how hard they would try.
Kate’s younger days were fairly normal,
It wasn’t until later on,
Until people started saying,
I’ll have some of what she’s on.
One early morning,
There was a loud scream,
Kate had been cleaning her teeth,
She was using shaving cream.
There were her days at underage Metro,
She went with Rebecca, Sarah and Kim,
She met lots of new people there,
Usually called Mohammed, Havez or sometimes Ibrahim.
She used to wear lots of makeup,
Lipstick, mascara and foundation,
She really wanted to impress,
The homeboys at Broady station
Once mum caught her red handed,
Kate thought it wasn’t fair,
But she should never have hidden those cigarettes,
Up the arse of her teddy bear
One night she went out early at seven,
To avoid a long line,
She returned drunk singing Bob the Builder,
It was only quarter past nine.
It was recently John’s 21st birthday,
What wonderful food we tasted,
It came as no surprise,
When Kate once again got wasted.
We hope you have a wonderful night,
We hope its as good as it gets,
Will you still be standing at the end of the night?
People, place your bets.
.