Chomped, Chewed, Gnawed Raw, Hoping I'll Get Many More (poem) by A PAX on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 31, 2007

Now that was quite funny.Enjoyed that.

Reviewed on January 28, 2007

Very clever, very funny. You are just a kid, says I who will be 54 soon. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Reviewed on January 28, 2007

hahaha this is really cute
happy bit day to you!!!
I though you were talking about taxes at first
guess you can see where i am at.....(nevermind) :)

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*� (Reader)

Reviewed on January 27, 2007

Happy, happy Bite Day to you Anita! May you get what you deserve.

Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on January 27, 2007

Happy Belated Birthday. And isn't it just like an exceptional "LINGUISTIC COPULATOR" to celebrate by bearing gifts of laughter, wisdom, and of course poetry. May each year add greater strength of spirit, peace of mind, joy of heart, and endless supplies of ink:-)

Aberjhani

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on January 27, 2007

I can still feel the stings of those bite as Birthdays tend to do...a Most Happy Birthday to You...and many more...enjoyed this poetic display of fun and reflection...

nice work.....Art Sun...

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 26, 2007

I am going to be 5 months older than you forever as I get bitten every August...Rufuz will protect you the next time that big bad old birthday dinosaur comes calling...;) Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on January 26, 2007

Happy birthday, Anita. I still have you beat by 4+ years...sigh...when ya gonna catch up??? I hope you have an excellent year.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 26, 2007

Anita,

Happy Birthday, Who let the monsters out anyway. Age is only a number and I can't count past 10 unless I take off my shoes. (lol)

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...happpppppy birrrthday Mister President...oops! I meam AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPax...happy naykid to you.
Love,
Susan

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

keep on chewing young blood ... at least you still have teeth ...

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Loved this...too funny...loved the dancing dinosaur, I am beginning to feel like one myself, but thankful to be alive! Great write my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

And don't forget that our birthday cakes become fire hazards. Huh, 52? Yeah, we're also at the stage that by the time we light the last candle on the cake, the first has already gone out.

Incidentally, I've been 21 for over 31 years now.

Funny, funny, funny, she's a birthday girrrrrrrrrrrl!

Cheerie fer noo, wee lassie nae much taller than a birthday.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

From my old heart to yours (I will be 53 in Feb) happy happy birthday and may you be snapping these verses out for years to come.

Fee

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, dear Pax, are a hoot. An itchy hoot, but a hoot, just the same: thanks for my laugh for the YEAR!!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*� Authors & Creations

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

The best thing to do is to turn around and bite the bugger... then laugh, toss OUR mane, and then put our arm through the bugger's arm and head, together, for a full pampering spree (beautician, hairdresser, new drop-dead-sexy lingerie, ya know, the works). The bugger will still look like s..t, but we'll look GORGEOUS and feel WONDERFUL! LOL! Trust me... this what I do, and every year the bugger gets more wrinkled, while I get more... whistles! ;0)
Happy, happy, happy birthday again, dearest Anita, and... you're absolutely top A++++++++++++++!
{{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}} and love,
Alexandra*

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Good point made here. Seems like each year the bites get bigger, gut geez, you're still a youngun.
Rusty

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Happy belated birthday Anita. Don't let the beast bite you too much, you'll lose all your behind :) Still I can relate. At 66 I already feel spent. Victor

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Anita, this is a wonderful way to look at birthdays! Happy Happy Birthday, sweet poet lady! This poem was a real hoot and I enjoyed the comparison to the dinosaur! Hee Hee
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Good grief - I didn't know you where that bloody old! I thought you were about 38. It's relentlss isn't it Anita. This river of fast flowing time we're all in. One of these days we are all going to pass that last chance Texaco and we'll all wake up dead.

I'll be over later with a bottle of wine. Let's celebrate our decrepitude.

Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

What a great birthday poem Anita! Great rhyme and perfect flow.

Happy Birthday to you
It hurts when they chew
But it'll surely be alright
You can stand a few more BITES!

~Butch

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 25, 2007

Ouch it bit me on the ass!

Well then, Happy Belated Bite Day, Queenie! And being a bit older, I can tell you its bites get bigger, and they hurt a lot more - every friggin year!

PS I glue cookies on my butt every birthday now, to try and soften it's bite on me!