Men Poems

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This is one of many men poems on this website. This particular piece of men poetry is by the famous author, Unknown
Now I'm old and feeble,
And my pilot light is out,
What used to be my sex appeal
Is now my water spout.

T'was a time, when of it's own accord
From my trousers it would spring,
But now I have a part time job
To find the blasted thing.

I used to be embarrased
To make that thing behave,
For every single morning
It would stand and watch me shave.

But as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues,
To see it hang it's withered head
And watch me tie my shoes.


'Men Poem' verses to a brother-in-law on his 60th Birthday from a sister-in-law by me

HILL WALKER / PHOTOGRAPHER / WORKS AT ECHO NEWSPAPER

You've reached your 60th birthday, Bill
To the year, the day, the hour
You've been a lifelong country boy
Along with Lily, your flower

And Robin...that's the name of a bird
And Dawn...that says it all
As for Mark...that's the mud on your coat
After a hill walking fall

Or was Mark named after the Thatcher boy
Who could get lost even in town
Well, let's face it Bill, you've been known
To have your compass upside down

Out walking with your camera
To record whatever you see
Why this country boy has even researched
The Armworth family tree

You've seen all the country views
You've had a look, a sight, a decko
And not to ignore the sound of the hills
You're working on the Echo

It's amazing with all that walking
You're still not over the hill
This comes with love from Maureen
HAPPY 60th, BILL


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Another 'Men poems' example, this one a 40th Birthday verse, to a Husband / Dad by me

CASHIER / BIRD WATCHER / GETS WORDS MIXED UP / KEEN ON CYCLING AND BOATS / FANATICAL ABOUT HIS LAWN / FOOTBALL FAN etc


You're getting old Jon Blackburn
Forty years since you were born
We'd put you out to grass - except
You won't allow us on your lawn

You love birds and nice figures
It's rumoured 'round the Wear
But we all know what you really are
- an ornithologist cashier

You've said you like the Towny Orl
But was that just a slip?
Let's face it Jon - you've been known
To get your words muxed ip

You like to mess about in boats
But your manoevres are the worst
You put the boat in backwards
Pointy-end first




You follow the lads in Red and White
Who these days rarely win
Is it this - or your head banging
That's made your thatch go thin?

As a lager swilling cyclist
We just hope that you don't fall
This happy 40th wish is from
Jack, Marg and Paul



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This 'Men Poems' item is a set of 50th Birthday verses to a Dad from a daughter by me

ACCIDENT PRONE / PRACTICAL JOKER / TOWN CRIER / SWALLOWED A WASP

Johnny Burton - accident prone
Always on the go
It really is amazing
You've reached the big Five - O

You once took up cycling
But this is what I think
The loft's no place to ride a bike
When you've had a few to drink

And clambering up on a bench
Is a skill you haven't mastered
You had to hobble round with a broken heel
But then... you're often plastered!

And Dad, if there's one thing
That really should not be kissed
It's a wasp out on the bevvy
They're dead narky when they're pissed

Your great sense of humour
Can be a bit unfair
For 9 long years those nurses
Have been searching for your hair

Remember when our kitchen
Suddenly sprang a "leek"
And those poor Windsor monkeys
Were on the bog for a week!

But Dad, I wouldn't change a thing
Not in any way
Your're the greatest ... and I love you
Oh Ye..Oh Ye...Oh Ye...

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A birthday poem to a best friend

DRINKER / ANGLER / WIFE CHARGES FOR SEX

We didn't know what to get
For your birthday, Timmy Blott,
So we got you a picture
Of a bloke with a beer pot

Surrounded by loads of booze
Suppin' a pint or two
He's drinking fast, he's got no choice
There's van loads to get through

This bloke's fond of fishing
And the X files on TV
His loving wife is good to him
Never charging VAT

Always on the mobile phone
And dressed in jogging gear
He can't stand the froggies
But is partial to their beer

We don't know who this strange bloke is
But we hope you like it Tim,
We bet you're really glad that you're
Not a bit like him...

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A 40th birthday poem to a son from a Mum, Mom, Mam

WIFE CALLED KAZ / DOG ZAK / 10 PIN BOWLER / FALLS ASLEEP IN LOO

8th August '58
Is a day that couldn't be finer
You couldn't wait to grow up
Straight from minor to miner

Then you married a lovely lass called KAZ
For better or for worse
You must love her cos you gave your dog
Her name in reverse

And now you're a hubby, docker and dad
A man of many roles
Some would say "Player of the Year"
But they're just talking bowls!

You find time to visit the Biack Horse
And the Arms for a pint or two
And when it's time to have a kip
You just pop into the loo ---

Let's face it now you're very old
But still my little lamb
Have a really smashing 40th
with lots of love from Mam


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Another of the many 40th Birthday poems, verses to a Friend

GOLFER / BOARD GAMES / PLAYING GOLF WHEN CHILD WAS BORN

Congratulations Harry
You've reached the big Four O
The self same number of shots you take
With more than half a round to go.


With wife and kids for a handicap
It's no wonder you take a beating
A clever organiser of golf outings
Would win with skill---- and cheating


From boring games to board games
It really is'nt fair
That no one ever plays with you
Have you considered solitaire?


Julie started labour without you
She was obviously to blame
This is just the sort of thing to put
A bloke right off his game.


This 40th birthday tribute
Might well dent your pride
We really couldn't have insulted you more
But believe us, Harry, we tried.

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A 40th birthday poem to a husband from a wife

ACCIDENT PRONE / FOOTY FAN / CAR BROKE DOWN ON WAY TO CAR MAINTENANCE CLASSES / OPEN UNIVERSITY MATURE GRADUATE

Your'e a forty year old footy fan
Bur at your age it's a joke
Your'e too old to play a young man's game
Your'e a weak wristed bloke.

Footballs took it's toll on you
A 3 times broken wrist
And as a supporter of the Red & Whites
Your'e a Sado Masochist

You started in the shipyards
Welding bottoms and parts
Your'e now a family man turned Bachelor
-------- a Bachelor of Arts

Tinkering about with the family car
Grabs much of your attention
If on the way to class you'd only checked
The state of your suspension

Tikka Masala and Woodpecker
Your taste is most peculiar
But so is mine --- I love you
Happy 40th from Julia

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Lots more Mens Birthday Verses Poems yet
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A 40th birthday, Dad, husband verse from a son and wife

YOUNG LOOKING 40 YEAR OLD / UNTIDY / GOES TO GYM / CAR LOVER

Your'e just a kid at 40
Still virile, sexy ------ hot
While your partner at work is "Younger"
The one at home is not

As a member of the 5.40 squad
You stay fit and feeling right
For grooving at the "Black Horse"
Every Friday night

With all that heavy lifting pints
It's no surprise you feel half dead
That's why you leave your clothes around
And can't get out of bed

For your birthday I was going to get
A black VW trimmed with red
But a GTI V6 is just a car
So I got you this instead

It's a tribute to last a lifetime
So I wasn't being mean
It's to remind you that we love you
from Danny and Doreen

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Another of the 40th birthday verses, poems to husband from wife
KEEN HOLIDAY MAKER / HATES NIGHT SHIFT / HATES DIY

Well done, Chunk, you've made it
A milestone, the big Four -O
You've been married now for half your life
And boy, does it show!


You like to take a holiday
Usually you take three
I'm glad you do it often
Cos you always do it with me


You'd be no good as a vampire
You've got the teeth to give good bites
But the job would drive you batty
Cos you hate working nights


Most blokes like to bang and screw
In a T shirt and old jeans
"Drink Is Yummy" is what you think
DIY means!


You deserve to have some birthday fun
And I'll see that you do
This comes with love from Tracie
Your wife, and best pal too

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40th birthday verses / poem to dad and husband from wife and kids

IRISHMAN / COUNTRY MUSIC PERFORMER

Tommy Smith you're 40
A middle aged bloke
A geriatric popstar
An old Irish joke

You look like General Custer
In beard and cowboy dut
With faded jeans perched beneath
A well earned Guiness gut

In the 70's with your Afro hair
And pants flared from the knees
You taught a young Makam lass
All about "The Birds and Bees"

You're now an International star
Of country pop and blues
Who'd have guessed all that would come
From the kid with back to front shoes

But to us you're not a superstar
So forget that birthday fun
We're starving get your pinny on
There's cooking to be done

We've been so very insulting
And we apologise for such
Happy Birthday Tommy Smith
We love you very much

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Another 40th Birthday Verse for a Dad

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DRILLER / DOESN'T SHAVE FOR WORK / INDIAN FOOD / CIDER

Oh dear Gary, you're forty
And showing signs of wear
Your drill bit's never used now
And you're losing all your hair

It's time for pipe and slippers
And lounging in a chair
Smoking your pipe in the pouring rain
Sharon reckons thats just fair

You'll have to quit the pub and club
Whisky and beer have had their day
And you really ought to shave for work
As your whiskers have turned grey

You're too old for all those biscuits and sweets
We know that it's a shame
As for curry late night binges
That's a young man's game

So it's downhill from here
There'll be no fun at all
But Gary enjoy your 40th
All the best from Kath and Paul

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Birthday poem to Dad from sarcastic daughter
"YES" FAN / FATHER 

Dad you're very ---- very old
But still look good all the same
Who care's if your hair's going grey
And you'll suit a zimmer frame

OK so you fall asleep in the chair
Your snoring's not that bad
As for the sound you make when you sing
It's very ------ similar, dad

With all that stuff on computer
It's no wonder you're always snoring
Who'd surf the net for building firms
Lets face it dad your boring

You just sit around at work all day
And your taste in music and sport
Is past it's best "yes" it is
Like the team that you support

But as it's your 400th! birthday
Hang this tribute up with pride
We really couldn't have insulted you more
But believe us Dad, we tried

But Dad, you know we love you
And now we're telling the truth
For an old fogie you're terrific
Love from Julie, Kath and Ruth

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Happy Birthday Husband poem
DOG OWNER / GAMBLER / 6 KIDS

Don't worry that you're over the hill
Your'e still bright and breezy
Despite being a Leeds fan
God knows that can't be easy

No wonder there's a few grey hairs
The few left on your head
No wonder you turn to alchohol
and "swim upstairs" to bed

Thank goodness for man's best friend
Billy always brings a smile
But then he comes before the kids
Well except for your buddy Kyle

Young Ryans not a footy fan
and doesn't seek gambling gains
The four girls don't care for blokey things
But then, they were born with brains

40 years old, 6 kids and a dog
Your'e proud and so you oughta
This comes with love from Jenny
Your wife, the Dragons Daughter

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Happy 40th birthday Brother poem
HEAVY DRINKER / HAD VIDEO BUSINESS / PRISON OFFICER / GOT DEGREE FROM OPEN UNI

Jim's been practicing all his life
For his fortieth to come
Forti fied ----- by Fosters lager
And Captain Morgan rum

A very mature student
Working hard to get a first
For knowledge we're the first to agree
He's got a prodigious thirst

Taking videos at parties
There's no one better than him
Yes, where ever theres happy drunken folk
You're sure to find our Jim

But don't assume that our Jim
Is never out the pub,
Just occasionally he turns up at work
Or the boilermakers club

But all this talk of boozing
Is said in fun and jest
For a drunk we think your'e a smashing bloke
Happy 40th -- all the best

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Happy birthday poem to Dad and Husband

WORKS FOR NISSAN / SPEED FANATIC / SCOUSER / KEEP FITTER

Forty - yet so young at heart
Just a kid with toys thats true
Sensibly you've ditched the bike
Then got an MR2

Nissan seek your loyalty
Dedication you should prove
A Honda bike, then a Toyota car
Not a good career move

A scouse fan with a Man U son
Who goes to the Arsenal game
While the footy's very different
The colours are all the same

A keep fit - guitar playing - boozer
Your'e a good dad and husband Ray
This is just to say we love you
On this your special day

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Birthday poem to partner from partner and kids

MECHANIC / GARAGE OWNER / DALE (DOG) / KEEPS DRIVING OVER MOBILE PHONE

Happy birthday Terry
You've reached the big Four -0
As a car-fixing single parent
You're always on the go

Tho' your garage is just like Steptoe's yard
Your'e the best in Chester le Street
If you're busy you've got Dale the dog
For an extra pair ------of feet

Despite constant grafting
Your'e not one to moan
Well ---- except when you demolish
Yet another mobile phone

Lesley, Anne and Cazza
And your faithful doggy lackey
Join me in wishing you all the best
Lots of love from Jackie

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50th birthday poem from partner and kids

BOPPER / BIRD WATCHER / DIYer

Happy 50th George Harker
Rock and Roll is your pride and joy
You're a left over from the fifties
A geriatric Teddy Boy

But they say you are just as old as you feel
You're still fit enough to bop
You look the part - well except for the paunch
And the "going thin on top".

Addicted lager drinker
From canny Houghton le Spring
Who's got a bit of an eye for the birds ...
.... those of beak and wing.

To a bopping, birdspotting boozer
Who on DIY is keen
Happy Birthday from Jim and Mary
And your rocking partner Jean

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Happy 60th birthday poem from close friends

DROPPED ANCHOR BUT IT WASN'T TIED TO BOAT / WORKS AT MENTAL HOSPITAL / FOOTY FAN

You're hopeless at DIY
You're teams not worth a dime
You're a lover of the best champagne
But drink beer all the time.

It's said you're a mariner
But while fishing off Morecambe Bay
You give a whole new meaning
To the term of "Anchors Away"

You're about as mad as a hatter
Off your trolley, up the pole
When your shifts finished do they really
Let you out of Cherry Knowle

Lets face it you're getting very old
The jogging trainers will have to go
It's time to invest in some slippers
Now you've reached the big six -0

But despite being decrepid
With your engine about to stall
We think you're great, Happy Birthday Don
from Jimmy, Marg and Paul

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Happy 50th birthday poem, verses to an old friend

KEEN SKIER / HIT TREE WHILE SKING / PLAYS SQUASH

Congratulations Peter
Now you've reached the big five 0
It's time for pipe and slippers
Not skiing down the snow

Lets face it that's a young man's game
Young eyes can easily see
An obstacle that's in the way
They'd swerve around a tree

Perhaps you didn't see the tree
(we're not trying to be unkind)
Or did you get your sports mixed up
Was squash on your mind

It's time to take up safer things
Perhaps, playing whist
With your mates at "The Black Horse"
While getting ... slowly ..sedately...pissed!

There's a birthday drink on the CARDS
Is that an offer? we hear you say
Have a bucket of wine and a smashing time
On this your special day ...

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Best Friend Birthday poem verses

ROOFER / HORSE TRAINER / FOOTY FAN

Happy birthday Benny
You've reached the big Five 0
It's no wonder you sleep a lot
As the years begin to show

Maybe it's being a Supporter
Of the lads in Red and White
Or suppin' in the Sportsman Bar
At the Stadium of Light

Or downing Carling in the Black Horse
Or training Latalombe
Or rushing off to Sedgefield
Instead of staying home

You're too old for racing horses
They could beat you by miles
You're too old to be a roofer
Always out on the tiles

Lets face it Ben, you're very old
.......... A very old mate
All the best on your 50th
From Davey, Jane and Kate

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Birthday poem verses from wife and son

KEEN ON CARS / SURNAME IS CARR / OWNS TAXI CO

Happy 50th to a Carr - Nut
Cars feature in your work
And what do you do for pleasure
You go driving in your Merc

And you love fast stock car drivers
There's some that you employ
So say those clients daft enough
To book a taxi with Savoy

You used to be a Milkman
But that got your goat
It's hard to get a speed thrill
Crawling in a float

Fast cars are a young man's game
When older, it gets harder
You should get a car to suit your age
How's about a Lada?...

Lets face it, Jim, you're very old
But still can have some fun
Have a really smashing 50th
from your loving wife and son

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Husband Birthday poem from wife

GOLFER / BIRTHDAY ON ST GEORGE'S DAY / EXOTIC HOLIDAYS

James Roberston Justice Brown
You've reached the big Five 0
And still in shape, despite suppin ale
At 80 shillings a go ....

You occasionally spoil a good walk
Knocking a ball o'er hills and dales
And as a Tory with Healey eyebrows
You really need your acting skills

For Holidays you avoid the madding crowd
From Costa del Sol you'd run a mile
Prefering instead the Orient Express
Or an exotic Western Isle

You're a Noel Coward kind of chap
That's clear from the life you forge
And as a Taurus you share the destiny
Of the bard and bold St George

Except you're not so much a writer
More a talker, it must be said
and you've never slayed a dragon
.... you married her instead!

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Happy 50th birthday poem verses from best friends

SHOP STEWARD / BIKER / KEEPS IN GOOD SHAPE / PUB CRAWLER

Jim Brown, lager suppin champ
Well doesn't time fly
You're a bit of a sport, we've heard it said
You'll be eighteen till you die

You're a well known local character
With a load of admiring fans
In every pub, all over town
Have you ever tried McCanns?

We've heard it's a canny pub
Why not pop there on your bike
On second thoughts, don't bother
You might bring 'em out on strike

You've got a great sense of humour
Not just a man in a crowd
And that tight pair of buttocks
Would make any bloke feel proud

In fact to see you, it's amazing
That 50 years have gone
Have a really smashing birthday
from Jenny and from John



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Birthday poem to Dad from the children

DIY / CAR LOVER / FELL OFF A LADDER / TREATS STUFFED DOG AS REAL

Congratulations Father
You've reached the big five 0
And tho' you're very ... very old
You're still always on the go

You're an active DIY man
Always banging, lifting, humping
And how many blokes your age indulge
In ropeless bungee jumping

A boy racer with your Turbo
You go abroad on holiday
And you're proud of your full head of hair
It's a fetching shade of ........grey

But senility is definitely setting in
You've been spotted near a tree
It's OK to have a stuffed dog, Dad
But ... it doesn't need a wee !!

On your 50th, do what you do best
Play Barry Manilow in the car
As you tottle off to Satley
With Mam, to Jimmy's Bar

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Best friend birthday poem from a friend and his wife

TAKE LONG BATHS / ALWAYS LATE / KEEN ON ITALIAN CARS / POLICEMAN

We reckon you had a problem birth
And drove your mother light
Keeping her waiting for your arrival
Just like us, each Saturday night

You remind us of a ripened prune
It's not surprising - so you oughta
Since you seem to spend half your life
Sitting in bath water

When not in the bath you're eatin
Or suppin' at the bar
So its no surprise you've got no time
To put petrol in the car

You're obsessed with cars and Italy
So we think it's such a pity
That you didn't become a traffic cop
In the Vatican City

To be honest Len, you're a waste of space
Who's always late not soon
But despite all that, you're a smashing bloke
Lots of love from Derek and June

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Birthday poem to a work colleague

UNDERTAKER / NEWCASTLE SUPPORTER LIVING IN SUNDERLAND / BIRTHDAY 5TH NOV / SMOKER

Reckless risky Robert
You drive a Jag to bingo nights
You have a death wish being a Mackem
Supporting the Black and Whites

You put blackcurrant in your lager
Risking tooth and gum decay
You're a funderal director who likes to smoke
Twenty "coffin nails" a day

You're a fan of Freddie Mercury (deceased)
You'd like a "chopper" flight
Why you even have your birthday
On risky bonfire night!

Happy Birthday ... reckless risky Robert
You know we think you're great
Not just as a potential client
But as a colleague and a mate

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Birthday poem to partner from his partner and her daughter

INDULGES TOO MUCH IN BEER, FAGS AND COFFEE / PARACHUTIST / SQUASH PLAYER

Peter, you're an Excess Man
A mechanical engineer
You smoke just like a chimney
And sup too much beer

You chat up too many waitresses
You drink coffee by the litre
And the amount of grub you shovel in
You're well named "Peter Eater"

You surf the net too often
You give the squash ball too many thumps
And as for parachutting
You've had one too many jumps

"Do it again" says Suzzannah
"Break both feet off" she mocks
It won't affect your dancing skills
And will save on sweaty socks

This is a special tribute, Peter
A sort of framed up birthday banner
It comes with love from both of us
Laura and Suzzannah

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Happy Birthday poem verses to Dad from son and daughter but paid for by wife

TOOK DOG OUT ON BONFIRE NIGHT / ABBA FAN / HAS UNFINISHED TATOO

This is a tribute to our mad Dad
Hope your birthday's very jolly
We don't mean mad, cos you get annoyed
We mean mad, cos you're off your trolley

Not many Dads read Bunty books
Or do the washing like you do
Or put our clothes on inside out
Or have less than a whole tattoo

Not many Dads love ABBA
Even fewer love Doris Day
And who'd walk a dog on bonfire night
And be surprised when it ran away

Playstation's not for 30 year olds
This is proof you're completely mad
But you're also very special
Our very special Dad

We really love you madly
As anyone can tell
from Lesley and Kerry
(but paid for by Michelle) .

HAPPY 30th

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80th birthday poem to an old friend

ACTIVE FOR AGE / WWII VETERAN / SUNDERLAND SUPPORTER

Congratulations Alan
You've reached the big Eight-O
Still gaddin' about in your car
Always on the go

You've had a very active life
We know you once faced a shark
You've seen some pretty awful sights
And not just at Roker Park

You fought against the enemy
You've seen many a bloody fight
Well, it's not easy being a supporter
Of the lads in Red and White

A prisoner of the Japanese
And in shark infested waters
Good practice then for later being
One of the Mackem supporters

Enjoy your next 20 years
And get some gardening in
Have a smashin' 80th birthday
With love from Jack and Lynne

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TOAST TO TWO FRIENDS CELEBRATING JOINT 40th BIRTHDAY

Heartiest congratulations (Name) and (Name)
On reaching the big Four-O
You've had very hard and gruelling lives
And Boy! does it show

So we asked the "Ten Years Younger" lass
If she could see her way clear
To make a programme about you
And I've got her reply right here

(Open envelope as if seeing letter for first time)

Dear Jon
I've studied the pics you sent me
And what is very clear
We're very good at what we do
But we're not that good, dear

There's not enough surgeons in this world
I don't wish to be mean
But have you considered a quick sand blast
Some glue and plastacine

And Jon, please don't read this out aloud
In case that it offends
Oh! (pause)
Folks let's raise our glasses for a toast
To our very...very old friends

With advancing years you've gained understanding
That can't be denied
We couldn't have insulted you any more
But believe us, guys, we tried
TO (NAME) and (NAME)

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21st birthday poem verses to friend

GARY THOMPSON, SUPERSTAR

There's no doubt you're a winner
At remote racing cars and sport
But look at the team of losers
You've chosen to support

Fair enough you're very good at things
Especially your playstation
But not golf, so says the caravan man
Who got extra ventilation

It's true that you're good looking
Gorgeous some have said
But does Di Caprio have a baseball cap
Superglued to his head?

You're a chips and cat loving smartie pants
Who's got a funny side
It's been hard to find good insults
But believe us Gaz, we've tried

It's time for you to give up Hooch
Now you've turned from boy to man
Congratulatiobs, all the best
From Hezza and Joanne

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60th birthday poem to Dad and Grandpa

ELVIS IMPERSONATOR / DIYer / DISTINCTIVE NOSE / LIKES AFTERSHAVE


Joe Blenkinsop, "Pops", "Paw Paw"
You've reached the big Six-O
The hips are still a-swivelling
But now a-swivelling slow

You look just like a teenager
In your snazzy Elvis suit
And of course you're splashed all over
With the great smell of Brut

You're a dab hand at DIY
That's what Pops are for
There's family jobs all lined up
For the next 20 years or more

You've been the family leader
Thro' all it's highs and lows
There's always been a big wide grin
'Neath that famous family nose

You're getting on Joe Blenkinsop
But the light doesn't dim
Have a really smashing 60th
With love from Glad and Tim

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