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Better Late Than Never

Birthdays come, and Birthdays go, Yours is past, as you well know, Not really sure why I forgot, Could it have been an evil plot, I always have good intention, Just too busy, worth a mention, Better slow down, smell the roses, Stop the grindstone, save the noses, You’re thought ‘bout, more often that not, You’re in my prayers, never forgot, So I say with no reservation, Gotta stop this procrastination, So in closing, I’m thinkin’ of you, One in Mass. and One in Muzoo.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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