There is a lovely young lady on my mind
She is real loyal and giving and kind
Birthday spankings I give
For each year she has lived
I better run and protect my own behind
Happy Birthday Charmaine
Happy Birthday to this awesome THREE:
to Frank, Kashinath, and P.D.
Those born this day SEVEN
have blessings of Heaven
in wit, charm and poetry!
Resurrecting this oldie for the contest of PD:
You three guys are tops with me!
There's a mighty dear fellow named Jack
wore no shirt to show off his six pack
on top girls would pile
they dug his smooth style
til this mortal threw out his old back
Everyone loves our dear sweet Charmaine
This adorable young lady of Poetry Soup fame
Just had a Birthday
Apologize I'm late
To my Maltese sweetheart, best wishes I convey
© Jack Ellison 2015
I have the outhouse in view
I had grandma’s squirrel stew
Dessert was a tart
I will not dare fart
I will sit in my own pew
*in honor of Jan's Birthday tomorrow*
There was a woman who had a birthday
No age would she ever give away
Everyday she ate bran
Now regular on the can
A strong odor she did display.
A simple note for your natal anniversary
Would be no more then simply just cursory.
Yes, a word or two to wish to you
A happy birthday just wouldn't do
So I simply wrote for you this little verse, you see?
For your birthday I made you a cake,
which took quite a long time to bake,
but to send it your way,
I used a trebuchet,
and now it's all over the lake
There was an old vandal in sandals,
Who spread about rumours and scandals,
And it seems a mistake
That I baked her a cake:
She gossiped and kicked out the candles.
For Carolyn’s birthday contest
Blow out the candles on your birthday cake.
Before you do that, there’s one wish you make.
Wish for one more year
to stick around here.
We’ll need one more candle, goodness sake!
To the lake to the lake,
Fish to fry clams to bake.
This has been grandmother's cry
Now on birthdays she brings rye,
If just once she'd bring a cake.
This life of retirement sure is a blast
But can never remember when I went last
Tried to act coyly
And not to be noisy
Then bombs away like a huge birthday bash
Sir Henry smoked his cheroot
Just dressed in his birthday suit
He did something rash
When flicking his ash
Now his skin isn't hirsute
4th May 2015
My mirror continues to annoy me
Its contorting the face that I see
I cant be that old
But the truth be told
My birthday and the image agree
In the many long years since your birth
You've made twenty eight laps with the earth
In that time you've taken
Your fair share of bacon
And thus greatly increased in your girth
There once was a Halloween party
All of the costumes there were naughty
I tried to be cute
Wearing my birthday suit
And won the prize for costume most gaudy
Leap year babes party every fourth year
When their birthday arrives they can cheer
But on a positive note
It would surely get MY vote
Getting old is something they won’t fear!
15th September 2016
last summers vacation was a quite a trip
for the first time, I did skinny dip
I stripped off all my clothes
and struck a quick pose
I was hoping my package was equip....
The discounts are now quite a few
And cause for a feeling that's blue
It's true--what a drag
As the parts start to sag
A bonus for age sixty-two
I once knew a pirate named Grady
I attended his birthday in Haiti
He flew into a rage
When I asked him his age
But his only reply was "Aye Matey"
29 days in February this year,
an extra day to cheer,
but its pretty dumb,
if your born on the last one,
cause your birthday comes every 4 years.
M.Mahauariki © 2012
After a morning jog about a mile,
I dressed for my birthday in a grand style;
Danced around a big white cake
Like a white duck in a lake,
Fondling my white puppy with a broad smile
Was totally overwhelmed by your Birthday wishes
From all over the world, it busted my britches
I apologize if I missed one
I completely came undone
I'm sending you all a bunch of love and kisses
© Jack Ellison 2015
Tomorrow I hit eighty, almost extinct
Those eighty years sure went by in a blink
Here for a while yet
On that you can bet
Never felt better my life's in the pink
© Jack Ellison 2015
Happy Birthday to Me
A personal limerick
By Franklin Price
Happy Birthday to me I'm so lucky
Been years since I've seen rubber ducky
Have a beautiful wife
And a wonderful life
Not much at all has been sucky