Ree Ree's Birthday!!... in the Buff.

I'm not the most creative person in the world, but I sure hope this suits your fancy. I'm not feeling very mushy right now, but I love you very much. I wrote you a poem for your birthday. HAVE A GOOD YEAR, BABY!!!!!!!

Swimming in the Buff

I was awoken to the thought of you

Your twenty-second birthday lingering in my mind

I rushed to make you something special

Nicole and I... boy, aren't we kind?

I'm so glad you're with me here

I know that without you things would be tough

But together we can lose ourselves

When we go swimming in the buff.

Life is so full of surprises

And many will come to you this year

The Lord made you so freakin' special

And to remind you of that, I got you beer.

It's amazing what the Lord does

And how wonderful is His love

Just lose yourself in Him

When we go swimming in the buff.

Yes, people may laugh and say

"What wierdos, no one does that here"

But are we going to care?

We're celebrating a wonderful year!

We'll be bare before the Lord

With no clothes and no handcuff(s)

It's just Jesus, you and I

When we go swimming in the buff.

So let's get drunk, get drunk on Jesus

Let's get drunk on Him

To be naked before Him and others

Is no aweful sin.

So let's put on our birthday suits

Our flaws can make it tough

So just stay humble, drink Him in

When we go swimming in the buff.

The End.

I love you tons!!!!!! Let's go swimming in the buff! (By the way, that's what we're about to do.)