My Happy Birthday Rap Song to You Both...

I wanted to do something a little different this time. I thought about actually posting a video of me rapping this song I wrote, but I didn't have enough time and I wanted to get it posted before your birthday was over. Sorry, it needs a little work, but the older kids just went to bed around 10 o'clock, after we finished watching Rocky. I started thinking about it last night, but fell asleep and now I only have about an hour and a half to write and post it. So this is my first rough draft. I'll fine tune it later.

But, DON'T JUST READ IT... YOU MUST RAP IT like the Beastie Boys song "Paul Revere." ;-) Here's a YouTube clip to refresh your memory before you begin. Just listen to the beginning so you get the right rhythm and beat in your head. Then shut it off and start rappin'! Mary, if you can't rap it, have one of your kids do it for you. June, I know you're a natural at it. Enjoy! ;-)

***WARNING: Contains inside jokes only my sisters will understand.***



Now, here's a little story, I've got to tell
About three crazy kids, you know so well.
It all started way back in his-tory
With June, Mare, and me, Stan-ley!

My sistas had each other,
My dad had my mother,
And I had no brother,
But lookin' for another.

One lonely beastie boy I'd be
All by myself, with nobody.
When the sun went down, the lights went out.
All went to bed, and the rain came about.

Lighting and thunder began to boom,
Lookin' for a place, with a feeling of doom.
I sprang to my feet, I thought I'd give a try
I showed up at their door, I said, "Howdy", they said, "Hi"

The very next morning, I wiped off the drool,
Rushing all around, getting ready for school.
When the bathroom door unlocked.
I entered in and was shocked.

A cloud of AquaNet all over the place,
Hit in the face like a can of mace.
I stumbled to the sink
Tryin' to shake off the stink.

While brushing my teeth, I hear another boom.
All I could do was just assume.
Sistas doin' their routines,
Jumping up and down, tryin' to put on their jeans.

We stopped all the fuss.
"Oh no, is that the bus?"
Sprinting out the door,
Can't be late no more.

We ran down the street.
Gotta catch a bus seat.
I hear a slip and fall.
I didn't catch it all.

I glanced over to see, June was all muddy.
Next thing I knew, she was yellin' at my buddy.
Off to school we went.
No time to lament.

Everyday after school, through a window we'd sneak.
We couldn't tell our parents because we knew they would freak.
Many years ago, we lost our house key.
So we avoided the trouble we knew there'd be.

Snacks in our house were hard to find,
Nestle's Quick and Flintstone vitamins will do in a bind.
Sitting at the table acting like we're possessed,
Freakin' out June, we'd put her to the test.

Waiting for mom to come home from work, we'd do our own thing.
Mary played violin, while June tried to sing.
Another hour passed and we didn't hear a tune.
Mary and I would ask, "Hey, where is June?"

Looking all around, thinking hide-n-seek.
Starting to get worried about our dear little geek.
Finally, in a closet, no need to fret,
We found her asleep under a blan-ket.

I know this all sounds cheesy!
No, I'm not a rapper... so please don't ever tease me.
But if you take it to new heights,
I'll mention Mary's hair-doo or June's "poquito" bites. ;-)

Now, don't get me wrong.
The reason I wrote this song
Was to show my love for them
Which is greater than ANY gem.

Happy Birthday June and Mary.
We were like Curly, Moe, and Larry.
No matter what we do,
Know your goofy lil bro will always love YOU!