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About This Poem
My Birthday Suit
My birthday suit is with me each day
I take it with me where ever I go
Some times it’s covered, but not when I play
Some times it’s bare, but not on public show.
My birthday suit needs a lift things hang low
But exercise helped in this month of May
I think I should show it, what do you say?
But perhaps not, it has now lost its shine
For an iron free suit is what I did pray
But my prayers were not answered, well not this time
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