Today she turned FIVE
Today was the day that Kenzie turned five
And all of her friends did gather.
Her birthday party was a sight to behold
Go to her house, instead of ours, we'd rather.
Her room was a mess of pinks and greens,
Her bed a crumpled up pile.
But her toys and her books were glorious, we thought,
Perfect for a five-year-old child.
The lemonade was so sweet; the cake so plump,
The party had barely begun
When out of the gifts a large fist broke through
And a giant stood and blocked out the sun.
"I WANT ALL OF THESE PRESENTS!"
The Giant then yelled, "FOR ME AND ME ALONE.
"I WILL HUFF AND PUFF AND YOU'LL RUN IN FEAR,
FROM ME AND FROM MY THRONE!"
He then plunked all the presents to the floor underneath him
Including the one he'd climbed out of,
And sat on the middle of that kitchen table
And gave her toys and books a big shove.
Some gasped, some recoiled, some screamed for their moms,
Some halted their laughter and just stared.
Kenzie, the birthday girl, slowly turned 'round
And with both her fists gripped the chair.
We watched in horror as she slowly rose up
And leveled her eyes at the giant.
Her mother snatched her brother out of the line of fire.
Hands on hips, Kenzie's chin set defiant.
"Ohhhh no you don't," Kenzie's voice greeted him,
"I don't know where you came from, Bro.
But when someone threatens to take birthday toys,
They go down, and they go down hard, you know?
"So it seems to me that you have two choices, man,
I could give you an out you could take
You back off my stash, smile and get out
Even leave here with a piece of cake.
"Or we could make this difficult, it's up to you
I think you know the route you shouldn't choose
It'll be you, me and Dilly-boy here
And I'll tell you a secret; you'll lose."
With a new streadfast resolve, us friends turned around
And looked straight at that big hefty giant.
We had heard Kenzie's words and steeled our nerves
For a throw-down, hog tie, mean giant riot.
The giant, to his credit, tried to beef up his muscles
To scare each of us a teeny-tiny bit more.
But you could tell the fight had just about left him
He shrugged his shoulders, sobbed and dropped to the floor.
Once on the ground, he looked smaller,
Like a shrimp - you could almost feel sad.
Kenzie, did, I think, because she gave him his cake
Wrapped in saran wrap with a pat on his back.
"Don't feel badly," Kenzie cooed,
"It's not like you really meant it.
You just wanted some stuff that wasn't yours to have
If you calm down, you can sit for a bit."
The rest of us watched in amazement and awe
As she and the giant made amends.
But see, it shouldn't be that surprising once you know
That Kenzie is a really awesome friend.
Happy Birthday Kenzie Lee! We love you to the moon and back!
And all of her friends did gather.
Her birthday party was a sight to behold
Go to her house, instead of ours, we'd rather.
Her room was a mess of pinks and greens,
Her bed a crumpled up pile.
But her toys and her books were glorious, we thought,
Perfect for a five-year-old child.
The lemonade was so sweet; the cake so plump,
The party had barely begun
When out of the gifts a large fist broke through
And a giant stood and blocked out the sun.
"I WANT ALL OF THESE PRESENTS!"
The Giant then yelled, "FOR ME AND ME ALONE.
"I WILL HUFF AND PUFF AND YOU'LL RUN IN FEAR,
FROM ME AND FROM MY THRONE!"
He then plunked all the presents to the floor underneath him
Including the one he'd climbed out of,
And sat on the middle of that kitchen table
And gave her toys and books a big shove.
Some gasped, some recoiled, some screamed for their moms,
Some halted their laughter and just stared.
Kenzie, the birthday girl, slowly turned 'round
And with both her fists gripped the chair.
We watched in horror as she slowly rose up
And leveled her eyes at the giant.
Her mother snatched her brother out of the line of fire.
Hands on hips, Kenzie's chin set defiant.
"Ohhhh no you don't," Kenzie's voice greeted him,
"I don't know where you came from, Bro.
But when someone threatens to take birthday toys,
They go down, and they go down hard, you know?
"So it seems to me that you have two choices, man,
I could give you an out you could take
You back off my stash, smile and get out
Even leave here with a piece of cake.
"Or we could make this difficult, it's up to you
I think you know the route you shouldn't choose
It'll be you, me and Dilly-boy here
And I'll tell you a secret; you'll lose."
With a new streadfast resolve, us friends turned around
And looked straight at that big hefty giant.
We had heard Kenzie's words and steeled our nerves
For a throw-down, hog tie, mean giant riot.
The giant, to his credit, tried to beef up his muscles
To scare each of us a teeny-tiny bit more.
But you could tell the fight had just about left him
He shrugged his shoulders, sobbed and dropped to the floor.
Once on the ground, he looked smaller,
Like a shrimp - you could almost feel sad.
Kenzie, did, I think, because she gave him his cake
Wrapped in saran wrap with a pat on his back.
"Don't feel badly," Kenzie cooed,
"It's not like you really meant it.
You just wanted some stuff that wasn't yours to have
If you calm down, you can sit for a bit."
The rest of us watched in amazement and awe
As she and the giant made amends.
But see, it shouldn't be that surprising once you know
That Kenzie is a really awesome friend.
Happy Birthday Kenzie Lee! We love you to the moon and back!
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