Oh my god I'm turning 21
Now my teenage years have gone...
Kid,is the name I call you,
19 is the age you are turning...
Oh my papa, to me he was so wonderful,
Oh my papa to me he was so good...
And maybe it's a girl thing.
one day i feel like i need to loose a pound or two...
Like a stream flowing steadily
So is every moment in your life...
Sorry this isnt a card
It totally slipped my mind...
You asked me to write a poem
For you, as a birthday present...
The flowers was whispering about our love..
butterflies was flying beside us sewing a Goldy...
** Written for Lethal Prophecy on his birthday...
Happy birthday to the DJ,
he turns thirty gets down...
A moment of time not long ago
Dawned a little Pot of GOLD...
Billowing smoke and people
diving, flying, departing...