Hmmmmm wondering
If this lil poem is gonna mean the end of me??
You see I have this friend
He turned 30 today
But not a word did he want said
A shy lil booger is he
Always on the run
Unless he sees
The door to Erotic Stories is open
And inside you will find him smiling with glee
Looking and reading
Trying to be a sneek
As he takes a peek
But just as he thinks he is free and clear
In comes the party
The Cake and beer
Blushing now as you can see
He hollers I'll get you for this
But before he can reach this lil ole bird
*POP* out of the cake
Comes Charity
Wishing him a Happy Birthday
Smiling from ear to ear
Watching His face goe from pink to red
This lil ole bird has fled
She isnt dumb
For she knows
After he is done being numb
A running he will come
Not even JJ, Meg or Blue
Can save this bird from her due
But Wildfire my friend
Before you lock this lil bird in her room
Rember this
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BESTEST FRIEND youuuuu hehehehe