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I'm Not Five

I was going to jump on the bed at midnight While she slept to wish her a happy birthday. But she looked so asleep and it was so quiet. I did it anyway because it's funnier to go through with it. It's not like I'm throwing a nerf ball at her head. So I get my knees on the bed and hop up-and-down And "whisper-yell," "happy birthday happy birthday." And she's not upset, in fact, she's giggling.  And she whispers to me that she loves me. I whisper to her that I love her, too. And I leave the room with the bed I just jumped and sang on. And I'm 32. I mean it's not like I fell off the bed While jumping and hurt my head. And made an owie. I'm not 5.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/5/2012 1:42:00 PM
Ha Ha. Silly love's my favorite.
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Date: 11/27/2011 8:05:00 AM
ha ha ha i liked it,it reminds me of my dog,she will bite my feet till i get up
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Date: 11/27/2011 5:42:00 AM
My wife says that I got stuck at 9.
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Date: 11/27/2011 4:59:00 AM
Hey, Just for the hell of it, Matt. who is she? your wife or daughter. i really like this, awesome poem, glad i came by. harry
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