Diddy’s Birthday
There was a young lad named Diddy Da Roo
Who in his day had seen a birthday or two
He claimed to be part of a royal clan
Said he got more presents than any man
There was game cubes and shoes and even a pony
In the back of my mind I thought he was a phoney
But then one day coming home from the store
I stopped at his house and I thought phoney no more
I walked in the garage and my heart filled with joy
For everywhere I looked I saw the Great Diddy’s toys
There were corvettes and bikes and guns and guitars
Then I went upstairs and learned his deck was a bar!!
What wonders there were in the Great Diddy’s abode
so many shades of yellow and light blue and gold
It’s true his life is like that of a King
And not only that but I heard he could sing!!
Now I’m not jealous this much is true
of the corvette the guitars or even the shoes
For one thing I know that sets us apart…
He’s WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY Older than I am
Happy Birthday King Diddy.
The End.
