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8\29 will be my birthday and I will be ….. Shhhhh I will tell u later lol
Ok every body you still have 2 days to buy me something
to me !!
Ma
ke a wish and give it wings
Dreams of bright and beautiful things
Dance
through all the fun filled hours
Don
't forget to smell the flowers
Share
some love and birthday cake
All
life joys are yours to take
And
when evening comes to view
Thanks
your lucky stars you're you
اليوم عيد ميلادى
نقوليها
وتنتظرى
منى الشئ الكثير
احترت
فالذوق الرفيع
فى عينيك
يشلنى كشرنقة الحرير
ماذا أبتاع لها ؟
قمراً
لا فقد سافرناه
كسطح أجير
ابتاع لها فيروزاً
وهل يرضى الدلال
بحجر منير
أقرئها قصائد نزار
أم
إمرؤ القيس
أم
الأخطل الصغير
أم أهديها عمراً
عاش بلياليها
فراشة تطير
أم أهديها
كلاسيكيات كمان
ووتراُ تغنى
بنزفه الأخير
أم أهديها
وردة حمراء
ما طالتها يد عاشق
ولا أمير
سيدتى عفواً
فكل الهدايا مكررة
وميلادك أشقانى
كطفل صغير
شكراً لميلادك
إن تقبلى
هديتى الصغيرة
قلبى الكبير
you have to write whene is your birthday ??
and what is the best party or the best birthday u had?
An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years. One day he decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs in his garden, but he knew he was alone and too old and weak. His son was in college in Paris, so the old man sent him an e-mail explaining the problem:
"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were here, that you would help me and dig up the garden for me. I love you, your father."
The following day, the old man received a response e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That is where I have hidden 'the THING.' I love you, too, Ahmed."
At 4pm the FBI and the Rangers visited the house of the old man and took the whole garden apart, searching every inch. But they couldn't find anything.
Disappointed, they left the house.
The next day, the old man received another e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes. That is all I could do for you from here. Your loving son, Ahmed"