The second birthday poem for the very lovely Sandy.
A year has passed since first I wrote
A poem for - well I shall quote:
"The lovely Sandy", a special friend,
And one on whom I can depend.
She makes me laugh, she makes me smile,
She makes me snort once in a while.
From Limoncello she must be repelled
To avoid her tweets being grossly misspelled;
I sometimes need a special translator,
But it all becomes clear sooner or later.
On trains she oft sits on the luggage shelf,
Or dozes off and dribbles down herself.
But if at Kings Cross and she hasn't awoke,
Don't be afraid to give her a poke.
A lovelier friend would be hard to find,
But I think it's wise that we all bear in mind,
That Sandy likes to play practical jokes,
And no-one is safe when it comes to a hoax.
Now laughter aside, I just want to say
To Sandy: Have a wonderfully happy birthday.
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Poems for Special Occasions
PoetryI occasionally write poems for friends and family. They're always personal but not private so I thought I'd start sharing them here.
