29 January 2008

Remembering Birthdays

She is going to scissor-kick my head but I can't resist.

Happy Birthday Doozie!

I have taken the liberty of writing her birthday poetry since I'm not there to throw her a Birthday party. Gentle readers, please accept my invitation to leave sentiments in comments!

Roses are Red
So's lots of stabbing
Please don't be mad
Now what's that you're grabbing?

Roses are Red
Cues are for pool
But if you sharpen it well
Makes a good stabbing tool.

Roses are Red
You've got nice hair
Nicer than mine
Don't mind if I stare.

Roses are Red
You don't look fizzlewizzit
Who's got bail money
When I come to visit?

Roses are Red
Unibrows are retarded
You make me laugh
When you declare, "Hey, I farted!"

Roses are Red
I hope that you giggle
At my dumb rhymes
Perhaps just a little?

Roses Are Red
Do leave comments here
Doozer's our friend
She's lived another year!

Please leave your birthday comments here for Doozie. I'll make sure she heads over here and reads it. (oh, and send band-aids, she WILL stab me for this)


Anonymous said...

They say it's your birthday...da da da da da...It's my birthday too, ya! da da da da da...Happy birthday to you!

Happy day, Doozer. You deserve it.

Wish I was there to party with you.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Dooz! I can't wait to take you out and celebrate!

So, when you comin' down?

Anonymous said...

Great job Emma, I definitely wouldn't stab you for writing this.

Happy Birthday Doozie! I promise not to plug up your toilet.

Anonymous said...

when we first met,
i was drawn by her threat,
t'was the first thing she said,
‘i’ll scissor kick your head’

i didn’t know her then,
and a sort of fascination began,
she called me a laughing stock then a mack daddy,
she said wisen up or else she would stab me.

like a magnet i am drawn
to her ritual of scorn
with my senses she plays
through her crack induced haze

tenderly, awkwardly
she delivers her poetry (blog)
she makes me smile and she makes me laugh
she makes my day, from miles afar.

dooz, - you rock!
cos that’s how you roll.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Doozie!!!! May it be full of all the fun and laughter that you always bring my way ;)

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Doozie.

The happiest day, I hope you have.

Anonymous said...

happy annual cake eating day, doozie!!!!!!!

i hope your day is filled with less-snowy-roads, less-boring-people-to-work-with, and cute men from downstairs!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Doozer! (Can't get on your blog, so I have to say it here.)

Anonymous said...

I will have to stretch my poetry, or at least my limerick muscle today and compose a witty verse, until then

Anonymous said...

dumb blogger messed my thing up.

happy birthday doozie.

Anonymous said...

Well it's time to celebrate your birthday
It happens every year
We eat a lot of broccoli
And drink a lot of beer!

Happy birthday Doozer!


Anonymous said...

enjoyed my short stay here :)

Anonymous said...

I love u Doozer, but if u stab me, i will have to kideny punch u..

have a great birthday...lots o' love 2 ya;)

Anonymous said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOOZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You rock!

Anonymous said...

My brain is non-functional
So I will be back
To write some better birthday poetry
So I do not get smacked.

Anonymous said...

Hey Hey,
We love Doozie
She is cute and
Not a Floozie
(has a boy named Walter,
hope he never wears a halter!)
Hey Hey Doozie
Happy Birthday to Yoozie
Don't drink too much boozie

and that's all I got.

Anonymous said...

wow, I'm overwhelmed by the sentiments here! this is the best gift EVERRRRRRRRRRRRR

I promise I won't stab you unless you really were looking forward to a good old fashioned stabbing?

Anonymous said...

Emms, You are such a talented rhymer.

Happy b-day b-doozie!

Anonymous said...

Doozie's demented rabbit avatar thing is creepy. In a clown sort of way.

Anonymous said...

Happy B-day.

Anonymous said...

This is GREAT!!

Happy belated b-day to Doozer!!!!

I sure hope YOUR day was a goody. I hope you ate lots of cake and stabbed many bad people.

Emma, you're a good friend to Doozer.
Your poem made me cry.
Ooops, there I go again.
It's just so emotional, all that stabbing and stuff.

Anonymous said...

Happy, happy birthday, Doozie! And thanks, Emma, for telling us!!

Anonymous said...

Garnets are red,
Doozie is crafty;
I better quit now,
for this poem is crappy.

Anonymous said...

Happy birthday!

Anonymous said...

That girl has a birthday every week!

Happy birthday, AGAIN!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Doozer DingleDorf! HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

Anonymous said...

And many happy returns of the day...

Anonymous said...

Happity birthiday to you.

Emma love your piece. Very clever use of roses and pool cues. Who wouldv'e ever thought?

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