From India I have arrived in Windsor
Today is the first day of December
It’s your birthday, Nikkie, remember!
First let’s blow up some light balloons
And make some tunes with the spoons.
If you like, you can sing along with me
As we sing off tune, be happy not crappy.
Then, let us make bake a tasteful cake
Mind, it may make our stomachs ache
Now it’s time to untie the knots of boxes
Let the adults around call us clever foxes.
**** I dedicate this poem to my granddaughter Nikkie, Windsor (Ont.)****
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