A short birthday poem.
I didn't say it was good.
I didn't say it was great.
I just said it was short.
Wednesday I turned thirty
It was just another day
Got cards, cake, balloon,
Nothing to make anyone swoon
Not where I thought I'd be at thirty.
Thought I'd have a hubby
Thought I'd be less chubby
Thirty rhymes with dirty
Been washin my hands a lot
The soap won't change
The direction of my thoughts
Seven months gone
Since dumpin el manwhore
I look back and think
What'd I wait so long for?
I'm thirty
I'm flirty
Sometimes I'm dirty
But I'm happily single
I guess...
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