or sign in with e-mail
by ItalianGirL007 Aug 1, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I love that I'm Italian This I will admit Sure, we aren't perfect But then again, who is? We have big appetites And we talk with our hands We spank our children with spoons Never pots or pans The men will say, "Ciao bella!" And the women, "Ciao bello!" We are very friendly people And will always say, "Hello!" We do have our tempers That I cannot lie We don't mean to cause any problems We just want our pie Being Italian has its ups and downs But I wouldn't change it a bit I love being Italian It's awesome, and that's it!