I challenged my Facebook friends to write me “Birthday Poem’s” in lieu of just writing “Happy Birthday” on my Facebook wall. The poems got so good that I’m going to have my Dad judge them and award a winner.
I was super impressed with the creativity of my friends, and it’s also funny to see similar themes throughout them.
Obviously my Mom is disqualified because she’s TOO qualified.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
On September 26th
I gave birth to you
We were excited to have a baby girl
Who had lots of dark hair and her Dad’s curl
We brought you home in the little white bug
To lots of smiles and a great big hug
We wish you happiness on this your day
And hope that sunshine always comes your way
In no order:
She’s a sapphire girl through and through…however these days I only see her when celebrating the red white and blue…Don’t mess with a Libra, I’ve seen her dance like a zebra…so here is my Happy Birthday to you.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Don’t want to lose an FB friend
So how are you?
A birthday is coming
The cake’s almost made
Hope you enjoy it
The end of a decade!
On sept 26 a fair maiden was born. The flowers danced in the sun and the stars were forlorn . Every night the moon looks down just to see, heavens beautiful creation that has friended me.
Havent seen ya since last June but we’ll be seeing you very soon..we’ll be going to the club cheri the one by the sea…you loved the decor but they arnt there anymore…its still a good spot to shake what you got…next time ill see yas it’ll be christmas really do miss yas..but for now happy birthday and hope that irish boy is bringing you lots of joy
Mirror Mirror on the wall, who has the whitest teeth of all? It’s Ellen’s birthday, give her best wishes & a “hello!” She will surely smile back & make your teeth look yellow 😬
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I wish I was still
As young as you
We met in 2005
Boy was it one wild ride
Now you’re married and glowing
This just goes to show it’s
The luck of the Irish my friend
A birthday wish as high as the sky
We miss our girl but love seeing you fly!
Happy BDay and visit soon!
Today is your special day
To always get your way
But pretend Gary has a say
Best wishes for a year
That’s filled without a tear
And cheers with an ice cold beer!
There once was a hottie named Ellen
Whose job was to always be sellin’
A life coach on the side
And of course she speaks bride
She’s more badass than even a felon
Happy birthday to you
and rejoice that you are not an old woman living in a shoe!
We met over a pitcher of sangria
And decided we’d be besties
year-ah after year-hhh!
So take this take day
It is yours!
Happy birthday to u and cheers to many more!!!
We met in the 5th grade
Our lunches we would trade
We really hung out during basketball
Where you pushed me and I would fall
In 6th we were part of a crew
“How would I live without you”
Manic panic and sun in
Man did we commit hair sin
Napkin shirts and black pants
Always classy at a school dance
Pimps and hoes in Philly
Having to drive a stick shift in Raleigh
Now husband,dog and baby none the less
But forever ill call you my best!
Happy Birthday Ellen,
What hot new Tickets are you sellin’?
i heard its Murphy’s Birthday too
does he have a present for you ?
Maybe the ticket’s for a 5k race
Murphy’s poo might kill your pace
Murphy left his present on the trail
hope you get better one’s in the mail
You and I first met in the great Irish State
Upon which we rightly knew it was fate
And through adventures in Rome
And lots of time on the phone
We became each others’ maid
And clearly our friendship didn’t fade
Yet I’m still glad to say
That we’ll be friends 40 years from today
We found ourselves in a sea of Irish men
And on a cocktail napkin I wrote with a pen,
“Here’s my number, lets hang out!”
To which you immediately began to shout,
“Bobbles and Ice, buy us a shot!”
But pints of Magner’s we’re all we got,
Then from afar Gary McDonald appeared
He gave us a look and said “you’re weird”.
As if that would stop us from making a scene,
Of course not-we were born with the Irish gene!
Demands for free shots began to made,
How quickly Elaine’s respect for us began to fade.
Laughter and chaos soon filled the air
The bar staff and patrons all began to stare.
This was the start of something great,
Ellen and Natalie meeting at Tir Na Nog was truly fate.
Ellen Fleming Clark
Speaks bride, wife, but not mother.
Murphy doesn’t care.
To the girl who always says “Sips Ahoy!”
May your birthday be filled with much joy
May the carbs not be carby
May your boobs perk like Barbie
May you be spoiled by your Irish house boy …
roses are red, violets are blue… ellen loves her dog, way more than you.
Ellen Flem is a snapchat fein,
She’s got a sassy little tude and says what she means.
Tuna and cottage cheese are her midday snack,
What do you expect with an ass like that?
From anchors to scarves, pearls to wine,
Call El Flem for a grand old time!
She’s daughter of Susan and Kevin
With beauty like angels from heaven.
Great fun you expect,
Because that’s what you get,
On Thursday she’s 17+11!
Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m coming to Salem, to get wasted with u!!
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue
My MOH Speech
Counts as my
Poem for you
L imber (for Gary)
When I first met Ellen, I was covered in goo
She looked down at me like, “who the hell are you?”
I was yet another brother, not the sister she wanted
No bother to Ellen, she embraced me undaunted
With beautiful intelligence it is no surprise
The woman you’ve grown into right before my eyes
A friend I can call anytime for a chat
And talk about things I can’t say to Pat
You’re one of kind, deserving all you can picture
I love you so much, Happy Birthday big sister!
Happy birthday, im going to say, i love listening to green day while i lay in hay in the month of may in norway ole ole ole
An Ellen Fleming Clark friendship, well what does that mean?
Ugly sweater party traditions and Salem Halloweens.
Snapchats, Facebook chat and texts inbetween,
Murphy FC, Chobani, Warrenpoint, and The Marine.
Push the Button, Status Likes, and Wife Lessons too,
Ralph Lauren, Anchors, Beach Pics, and Navy Blue.
Running, Gyming it at lunch, and Britney’s ‘Work Bitch’
Gary, Irish boys and Abercrombie & Fitch.
I’m your ‘stolen friend’, and you’re one of the best to find,
Born two weeks apart and we’re two of a kind!
Happy birthday Ellen, I hope brings you so much joy!
Let’s raise a glass for you today, Sips Ahoy! X
That’s the way to be!
Loving life on the NH Seacoast.
Then down to Salem, where witches they boast.
Running all around with her dog,
Cause that girl definitely knows how to jog.
Ellen Fleming Clark–that’s her name,
And being awesome is her claim to fame!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I got really hammered last night, And didn’t finish my poem for you.