Kids

ode to my kids

      Breanna

You are an interesting girl.  You stand ready to take on the world!

Demanding respect by not tolerating anyone’s crap,

so smart you could recite famous works during a nap!

Sports, games, knowledge, dance…..no one against you even stands a chance.

Natural expertize at all challenges and games ever created,

your many friends upon seeing you get very elated.

Winning, leading, entertaining the crowd, high achieving makes your loved ones proud.

Deep passion for what you have interest in, working tirelessly reveals more than one mighty grin.

Fashion exudes out of your soul, ancient ‘out of style’ couldn’t aim for your goal.

Boring things aren’t, when you come around, accenting surroundings with eloquent sound.

Talk is stimulating, ambiance too, exquisite taste and high standards are intrinsically you.  

Loving cats and food are cool things you do, can you imagine if of you there were two?!                

        Brandon

Breanna’s poem needed a bit more, but reading this is worse than doing chores.

Your piggies are gross, and your smelly butt too, farting is what you like most to do!

You’d travel via fart propulsion if you could, or light it and fire up some wood.

Enemies would get it in the face if possible, but you’d lol so hard ending up in the hospital.

It’d probably be them though having choked to death, unable to catch their breath.

It’s all fun and games ‘til someone gets hurt…from your butthole.

I’d rather be eaten by a troll, have Satan steal my soul, or slap a murderer out on parole!

Love of cats, chess, and huge burps on dates are some of the things that make you great!

Burping aloud to a girl that you love her isn’t going to make things better.

You might as well wear a fart smellin’, barfed on, s**t-stained sweater!

But being gross and smelly is what you’re good at, and fun.

It’s probably how the west was won.  It’s what makes our enemies run!  It’s what makes you my son!