Mummy! O! Daddy!
You are the best thing to happen to Bunny-Gunni.
I often made you angry, but you have seldom belted me,
so you know, It has always been my innocence that drove me.
You have always been my silent supporters & vocal warriors,
squishing criticism hurled at me like crushing peppers.
For I know, you will always be my cheerleaders & crusaders.
For every Michael Jordan there is only ONE Scott Pippin,
for me, I have two kingpins.
There has never been a day where I have not thought of you,
not of ways to annoy you,
but of ways to gratify you.
You have always denied yourselves of the necessities,
But have never denied us the opportunities.
The Earth may be a sphere & the skies clear,
but both my mummy & daddy are my dear.
There was never arrogance & attitude intended towards you,
but only a sense of gratitude for you.
This shall not be the last poem that I will draft,
I will continue doing so till I have this craft.
Mummy! O! Daddy!
You are the best thing to happen to Bunny-Gunni.
I often made you angry, but you have seldom belted me,
so you know, It has always been my innocence that drove me.
You have always been my silent supporters & vocal warriors,
squishing criticism hurled at me like crushing peppers.
For I know, you will always be my cheerleaders & crusaders.
For every Michael Jordan there is only ONE Scott Pippin,
for me, I have two kingpins.
There has never been a day where I have not thought of you,
not of ways to annoy you,
but of ways to gratify you.
You have always denied yourselves of the necessities,
But have never denied us the opportunities.
The Earth may be a sphere & the skies clear,
but both my mummy & daddy are my dear.
There was never arrogance & attitude intended towards you,
but only a sense of gratitude for you.
This shall not be the last poem that I will draft,
I will continue doing so till I have this craft.
Mummy! O! Daddy!
