Birthday boy ( with a new car)
This year on my birthday I’ll be driving out in style
Cos I’ve now got a motor that will make the girls all smile
They surely can’t resist me now that I have my own wheels
With luck they’ll ask to test it out to see just how it feels
I better keep my speed down for I don’t want to get done
For putting down my foot and doing well over a ton.
A friend is someone who is always around,
Someone who helps keep your feet on the ground.
Someone who likes you when you’re not so nice,
Someone who’ll help you without thinking twice.
Someone to chat to about all you fears,
Someone you think of throughout all the years.
Who is a friend who is faithful and true?
I think Its a person exactly like you.
© Yvonne Nowakowski 2010
Oyeek oyeek oyeek oyeek,
This is known as guinea squeak.
This is how you hear me talk,
If I don’t get a cabbage stalk.
A carrot here or there for me,
As good as any birthday tea.
Cuddle me and keep me warm,
Sheltered from the cold wet storm.
Feed me up and run me round,
And then in me a friend you’ve found.
© Yvonne Nowakowski 2010
A Happy Birthday Recipe
This year on my birthday I am going to disco dance,
And all the girls that like me, well here is their big chance.
To see how fab I look dressed up in all my funky gear,
And how good looking I’ve become at 17 this year.
There’s no doubt that I will impress them when they see me dance,
The girls will all fall at my feet and beg me for romance.
© Yvonne Nowakowski 2010
Now that you have left your teens,
You know just what this really means.
No more parties, getting p****d,
No more girls or getting kissed.
No more sleeping till mid-day,
Or frittering all your cash away.
Now the onus is on you,
To do that thing called ‘study’ too.
No more dossing that is clear,
Or maybe that will be next year!
© Yvonne Nowakowski 2009
