Treasure Island

LaTisha Parkinson

(23/12/94 d/m/y / a hospital)

Happy Birthday! ! (funny)


Turn and twist. Rock and roll
It’s your birthday
Dude time to loose control!
So bend your legs and shake your feet
Dance crazy to the funky beats!

Open presents and eat your cake
It’s your birthday so stuff your face
Buy anything and spend money
It’s your day, time to be wild

When you get sick of the cake
Call me, I’ll get you a milkshake
Don’t throw up on the floor
Hold it in and eat some more

Take my advice you won’t regret it
Except tomorrow you’ll vomit
That’s what you get for listening to me
Happy birthday, oh and I think in your pants you just peed

Submitted: Friday, May 30, 2008

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