A Two-In-One Poem To Wilson~ Haapppy Birthday~

The dark fades when he approach
Bringing lights to the world
He is the prince, the birthday boy
He shall receive creams n cakes on his face
And get his ass kicked badly
Cry like a baby he shall
And pled for mercy
Everything is futile
Coz he's gonna get it no matter what
Run, run all you want
There'll be no escape, my fren
For pranks and fun
Be prepared
For the final showdown
No blood shall spilled
Just tears
No laughter shall be heard
Just screams
Nno clothes shall be on
Jus naked body
My sai lou Wilson,
Blue condoms u shall get,
With blue g-strings
And a blue bra
Size 44 D

From Kepochi to Wilson

Wilson is my friend,
A long lasting friend,
A person thats good
And shows he cares
Today I shall write,
A poem to you,
A poet i will say,
A word or two,
The first of my message,
Is happy birthday to you,
Second of all,
Is my words to thee,
I shall start my poem with this and see,
The poem I made,
Is only for you,
Commenced with 4 words,
Happy Birthday To You,
For many years has been left,
Either gone and is passed,
I`ve watch you grow and increase in mass,
Grow in kindess and your heart too,
A big heart you have,
And carry it on just with you,
Thou many sadness,
And the pains you`ve been through,
I as your friend,
Shall stand beside you,
I will stand from then,
And stand till now,
Cause Im always here
To cheer you up,
But forget the pass and let it go,
More you carry,the more it grows.
So drop it now and you`ll have peace,
For peace you shall get,
And harmony you shall met,
I as Danny,
your 6years friend,
Will now type words,
And say I`m glad,Glad for meeting,
And for knowing you,
And even...........oyea............fucking you,
Never feel lonely
And never feel sad,
For know you know,
That everyone cares,
Please be happy,
And your lonelness shall fade,
As everyone shall,
Share your pain,
Other the hand,
Joanne i say,
She is fat but caring when met,
But after that day
After she met with you,
You`ve been happier,
And Im proud of you,
Thou my poet is bad,and I know its sad,
But its all...
And all I can,
So please have honour,
My peom for respect,
If you hate it and hate
And I will be sad,
Lol I say,
So who cares its bad,
Its from my heart,
A truth I have,
So now Im sleepy and my mom is mad
So here is now,
Where my poem ends,
One more time,
My words will add,
Happy Birthday Wilson,
And hope you get ALL,
And all you can.
For shall say goodbye to you,
Not your death,
But tomorrow I`ll see you,
Remember Wilson,Your not alone,
For Joanne,me and tracy ,Will always love you..(yucky).....
And so now your all grumbling,
Waiting and chatting all you can...
Of how slow and slow I am....
Saying quick and saying that...
damn Im DONE!!!!
So I end this..........aa......the end??

By Danny To Wilson