so i went to timmy's place for his birthday
he invited almost everyone and we had a parrrtay.
it was fun
so fun i got numb
the eating was good
i had mee siam quiche and even more food.
was hanging with fel fred ian and char
sze nigel cheryl. all sweet as a chocolate bar.
(damn am i bad at rhyming)
so we did something and den felt really bad.
den we pigged out cos we were sad.
(ok i really cant think of anything else to rhyme)
oh friggy dropped by and he got bombarded
by the guys with questions as they farted.
(i told you i was bad)
"my father calls you father.
so wad should i call ya?"
i thought that was real dumb
jus like a big black rotten thumb.
it was overall fun.
thanks tim. maybe next year i'll buy you a gun.
hahaha. sorry for the poem. actually its like a rap. im feeling all snoop doggy rite now. i tried my very best to rhyme. and i guess i pretty much gotta give up yea. i learnt stuff too. like ariel and alyssa were sisters. i never knew that. nigel is scandalous. and sze is one helluva lame butt. that the priest collar thing isnt made of cardboard. ivan almost ate mee siam off his flat plate. that mark always wears two shirts out. and i guess i learnt a lot more. wow rite. only one night somemore sia.
oh im totally an EZRALITE. hail better than ezra. im so gonna get their stuff.
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