Yes, I’m just TOO NICE, but I won’t “blow my own horn”.
It’s something that came naturally to me, ever since ……I was born.
Even BEFORE my birth, “niceness”, to me, did stick.
Why, not ONCE, when I was in the womb, did I, my mommy, kick!
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I love this excellent poem with great rhythm and a very entertaining read, I didn't realise you were that nice...lol!
Dear bri edwards, WHAT! ! ! ! ? NO COMMENTS LEFT IN THE LAST FOUR (4) YEARS! it's MONSTROUS! it's a TRAGEDY! ! but, SINCE I'M SO nice, i'll leave this comment for ME. Bri, i hope this will suffice! ! ! ! ! good one, Bri! bri ;)
Aw Bri such a saint [NOT] I love this poem even though its mostly lies.Its funny and also well written I particularly like the bit about the birds. Nicely done Bri I give it a ten
Oh..Bri..... you are indeed so nice... Even as a baby... you were so thoughtful... How you helped your Dad and Mom... A very thoughtful son and a wonderful husband who treated all his four wives like queens....! ! 'When Mom breastfed me in public (sometimes with one, sometimes with two) , I raised my hands to cover Mom’s you-know-what, to spare the strangers …the view.' This made me chuckle...! ! Enjoyed much... learing more about your niceties! !
You gave gratis all your life and yet in your demise you gave your bits to hungry scavengers and for selflessness who could top this?
Absolutely, hilarious, Bri!