He never gets mad when I text too much
Only ever looks but will never touch
He finds it really hard to show emotion
I wish I could give him a magic potion
So that shyness he has would go away
Cos he is awesome in every single way
Wish I could show him how much I care
If I need a friend hes always there
So Kelvin this poem is a gift you see
To let you know how much you mean to me
He's a real cool dude, he's quite amazing
Whenever he's around my heart is racing
He's a loyal friend and he never gets dissed
I'll never take him off my Christmas card list
A caring guy, you can't ask for more
If you need any help he'll be there for sure
Hes a special person, but he dont know it
Got a sensitive side but he'll never show it
I always feel good when he makes me smile
With him the sadness disappears for a while.
What can I say about my mate K D,
Hes the tallest guy you ever did see,
But that's not the only thing big about him,
His heart is so big and deep, you could swim,
If you piss him off he'll still be your friend,
Someone to talk to, on that you can depend,
If you need advice don't go to him though,
Gonna jump off a bridge? He'd tell you to " GO " !!
No, jokes apart, a brilliant mate he is,
Now excuse me Kelvin, gotta handle my biz....
Happy Saint Patty's
here's to you Sister Kelvin
where ever you are
THE sun superbly smiles in the world
The faces of the people become impeccably bright
And the birds brood, sing softly enraptured,
Wet green grass glean with dew light,
Various flowers loutishly bloom bright and fresh
And the dull, dark night stars disappear,
A breeze cuts through the world without brash,
Hearts of people beat lightly the rhythm they endear
And their souls unburdened duly of dubious oppression,
Their formerly bowed backs now straitening,
Some jubilant wiping the sweat of emancipation
From their victorious visages, now blatantly beaming;
And the mountains seem to recede down to plains,
The burly, bullish bushes let sun rays penetrate,
The rivers flow on sun shined land, colorlessly sedate,
Seas now smell of edible, huge fish’
And thence, the long eagerly awaited tuneful liberation
Emerges from the sun-coated east horizon goldfish
Spreading luxuriantly to the west with expectation
Beneath this slab
Lies kelvin moore
After eating always ask for more
While chewing his crust
He was turned into dust
He never ask for more when death stab
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