Pour Papa Ourse

This is a poem I put into my Dad's father's day card. I'm sorry if it offends any people of Oriental descent.

Roses are red,

Mangoes aren't green,

Life's not a drag,

So live like a queen.

You've got three little rascals,

Each one prettier than the last.

That is, except for my brother,

He looks like an a*s.

But don't be discouraged,

You're still a looker

And maybe for Christmas

We'll pitch in for a hooker.

Family is forever

And love is a gamble,

So I'll wrap this up,

Before starting to ramble.

What counts is we love you

And you're a very skilled aimsman.

Things could've been worse,

We could've been Asian.

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

A unique and nice write for expression, gifted to you father.

[Leslie Philibert]

Funny poem, not too sure I like the last verse,but the apology is nice.

[Tabitha t]

hahah this is great! I wish I could be this creative in cards! good job and very witty