Just call me Casanova
Good day faithful readers. The other day it was my birthday, an amongst my team at work it has become a tradition to write a poem for friends on significant occasions. I thought that I would share the one that was written for me...Would you Adam and Eve it
Even we didn't believe it
He was born on April Fools Day
Another year gone and it's Sam's birthday
He always dresses real snappy
With a grin that shows he's happy
Coning to work in a funky shirt
On the prowl for any decent skirt
He's a ladies man through and through
Trying desperately to get that elusive screw
Blondes are definitely his preference
They think he's clever and look at him with reverence
Out of the office and on a trip
It's par for that course that he will slip
With coffee stains all over his suit
We always end up doing shopping en route
He thinks that he's a lean fighting machine
But then he saw Lynda looking real mean
He panicked and dived for the floor
Scanning the joint for the nearest door
He acts like a bit of an athlete
But he definitely dances with two left feet
He's doing a marathon in a few weeks time
We're going to cheer him on with a tequila and lime!
As a frequent reader you will realise that the coffee remark refers to the little incident that I had back in August last year (see my Good Samaritan post). In regards to who Lynda is... well she's the partner of one of my colleagues who once appeared on the Gladiators TV show, and despite being 50 now, could undoubtedly whip my butt good and proper! Anyway, I hope that you enjoy the poem... I always thought that I would make a good muse!
posted by sam @ 11:49 am
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