My Version of a Poem:
You're hot and oh so funny
I hope you make lots of money
You're super smart and witty
You make Ben purr like a kitty
Your kids are so dang cute
It's a good thing you're not mute
You have great things to say
And you say them in such a way
That my belly aches, my heart is full
I love you girl, I can't resist your pull!
I'm so glad you're my friend...
I''m with you 'til the end!
I'm with you 'til the end, uh huh!
I'm with you 'til the end.
7 comments:
Ditto, Ditto, Ditto, Ditto.... I wrote a poem too, it wasn't quite as good. We love you all the numbers, Mandi!
Ha, ha, you are such a poet. I love it and it's so true - I love you Mandi, Happy Birthday.
Before I comment on your poem, you have to remove this picture...seriously if you want to continue being my friend. The poem is exquisite!! My favorite part is "I can't resist your pull..." What does that mean exactly? Thanks for the fish tacos girl. I love you!
Your pull--your magnetic pull! Get it? We're all drawn to you!
Nooo, I love that picture! You are beauty spilling over. No hint of sarcasm at all. seriously. that picture cracks me up. love you all!!!
That picture captures you in all your story-telling glory! I love it!
Hahahahaha! I love that poem.
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