Some, they say,
will reach for silver,
 
While others strive for gold.
 
Let's just hope you
try for something
before you get too old.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You can paint
your eyelids blue,
 
Draw black upon your lips.
 
But looking weird
will never take
 
Cellulite from hips.

 

 

May your days in deserts be called short.
 
May your battles soon be won.
 
For you look so silly on that mount,
We all are poking fun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I ached when I didn't hear from you.
 
I searched with building dread.
 
But I felt much better, dear,
When I learned that you were dead.

 

I used to wish you evil,
 
That you'd go straight to hell.
 
But now you're there,
I have to say,
 
I wish you worse as well.

 

You may be sleek and shiny,
 
Your heart so pure and brave,
 
But when your breath's so stinky,
 
You're just a dirty knave.

 

You,ve always wanted power.
 
You've prayed for sheer brute strength.
 
Now you're getting what you wanted
 
But it,ll never give you length.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once I had a mighty dagger
 
Its blade was sure and sharp.
 
I lost that dagger years ago
 
When I shoved it through your heart.

 

May your motto be
to know thyself.
 
May you understand
its meaning.
 
Because you have always
been a witch
 
Bossy and demeaning.

 

 

 

 

May your trusty shield
be strong and sure.
 
May your valiant
sword be true.
 
For I have cast an
evil spell
 
Where a gryffin shits on you.

 

 

May your jokes make
people belly laugh
 
May your stories make
folk merry.
 
But stay away from girls,
my dear,
 
For tis true, you are a fairy.

 

 

 

May you fight for love with honor.
 
May your strength be raw and brute.
 
But may you show a little sooner,
Timing's not your strongest suit.

 

May your battles
all be righteous.
 
May your aim,
with honor, hit.
 
Because it's clear
to one and all
 
You're simply full of shit.

 

 

 

May you avoid the
demon in his hall
 
May you miss his evil roars.
 
But never mock his ugly face
 
For it looks a lot like yours.

 

May your heart be
filled with piety.
 
May repentance be sincere.
 
And may the dragon
sieze your assets
only once a year.

 

 

 

 

May you never cry
if you have fallen.
 
May you never sigh
if all seems done.
 
And may you always
break the bastard's
spear when you have won.
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

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