Happy Birthday Xaso!

I can't write poems but happy birthday mate.

Have some b-day cake a la minecraft ;d

happy birthday you forum warrior of both day and night.
Your saber is the keyboard while your letters never fight.
You enjoy rhyme and lyric as a pleasure somewhere in time.
On this Birtday i wrote one for you, i hope you enjoy it as if it was a warm and welcoming candle light.

Happy Birthday Xaso!!

Happy birthday man

Not my type of music but it fits the occasion:

Zum geburstag viel gluck !!! Have a great day Xaso

Have a great birthday xaso!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 






I tried to write you a poem but this is all I came up with:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
It's Xaso's birthday
Here's some birthday poo <3

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Yeah! Happy Birthday !

Happy birthday!   

Happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you !Happy birthday Dear Xaso happy birthday to youuuu!             I wish you long life good health and good luck man!:*****

happy b day bro

Happy birthday : )

Yet when I went to bed last night to sleep,
  the world still turned the usual way I knew.
   But after comatose and deadly deep
repose, I found myself in clouds of blue
   and white and bathed in golden, warming light,
   and by myself I thought: „This can’t be true!“
But while I was still gazing at the sight,
   a man with epic name and epic fame
   appeared and he put forth to me his right.
He lead me to the gate from which he came:
   A gate of gemstones, gold and ornament.
   My guide went through it and I did the same.
A tasty mining-craft accomplishment,
   that Yodah brought to me, who ran to meet
   me quickly, was my lead-off merriment.
Then Vader in his armour came to greet,
   although he lacked a little confidence,
   because he dared a foreign-language-feat.
But ExiDux in all his competence
   recited just like an entheal bard
   a poem made with artful diligence.
The next celebrity there in the yard
   was Zelah with an amicable smile.
   Then Angel sent his musical regard,
yes even though it wouldn’t fit his style,
  he chose it for the purpose of the day.
   But sprinting Gonza shouted from a mile
away his greeting in a twofold way
   with tiny, lovely and sublime mistakes.
   Therafter Pro endeavored to allay
the volume and in turn he hit the breaks
  to greet me and to say hello up close.
   Then Nick, who brought the second of the cakes,
he tried, although he is the lord of prose,
   his best at poetry and left a mess.
   But Reaver soothed this raid against the nose
by even adding to the food excess
  another cake of terrifying size.
   And being full I wanted to progress,
but Shotty jumped towards me flubber-wise,
   while being much too fluttering to speak,
   whereas Dzirtanis with a thousand pies
was right behind him babbling like a freak
   from his excitement – such a joyful jest.
   The end of this amusing dancing clique
was formed by Hektor with the scary crest
   and Dragon with the scary mammoth-eye,
   they both in short were wishing me the best.
Behind them rose a palace to the sky,
   in which – somehow I knew it all for sure –
   my girl was waiting for this lucky guy:
The perfect finish for my dreamlike tour.

ok

Damn it Xaso you could of waited for me to say Happy Birthday too!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY