Happy birthday Sp.ag <3


To the bestest duke ever made,
I wish that we would be laid,
together until we would parade,
our love is illustrated through a masquerade.

Although this poem is something foul,
and you're out tonight on the prowl,
I hope that you will be forever mine,
so that I can please you with fine wine.

Alas this verse is concluding,
you are far too much alluding.
Now that we've reached the end,
Your sexuality I will bend.

I love you spag. <3


Happy Birthday Red!

Hugs and kisses!!!!
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Doctor Davies

FINALLY, The Doc has come back, to the externals.... (WWE joke)

Anyway, Sausage Gobbler goaded me into writing a poem the other night on Skype...

Spag I wish you a Happy Birthday,
I hope it's filled with drugs and beer
I don't believe that you are gay
And so it's Sausage Gobbler you should fear

While you're p**sed out of your face
And doing things that I would not
Ensure you watch your back passage space
In case Sausage Gobbler into there should slot.

I hope this poem serves as a helpful warning
and keeps you safe on your special day
I wish to keep you from the next morning
After Sausage Gobbler turned you GAY!