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 © Halie Doland | Year Posted 2012
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