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Birthday Candles

To you, and only you. A birthday wish may come true. So don't waist it on a pair of jeans, Because you only get one of these. Wish, wish upon that flamming star. Now don't forget to think it through. So you don't get stuck with a sticky shoe. O' find that perfect wish, But all so soon. Your time is running out, Their almost done with that funky tune. Hope you made a wicked wish, For now you'll have to wait until next year, But at least you don't have to have that freaky fear.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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