Spoiled Birthday

I want a thousand ponies
And a million puppies to see,
I want a pretty tiger,
And I want it just for me.
You know that it's my birthday,
And you've gotta make it fine,
I had better get a cell phone,
And it'd better be all mine.
I want my own computer
And a pink iPod mini,
I especially want a brother,
But he's gotta be pretty!
It's my special birthday,
I'm turning 6, you know!
I'm already off my first hand,
And soon, I'll be on my toes!
In fact, I want a pair of gloves
To cover my first hand,
And a pretty pair of pink shoes,
So my feet aren't full of sand.
Well, that's the end of my birthday list,
Finally, they say.
Well, don't worry, dear people,
I'll want more for Valentine's Day!

*no joke, this was my neighbor's birthday list! I just made it into a poem. It doesn't help that my birthday is the day after hers (today 1/29--HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY, ME!) and everyone thinks this is about me!*