It's My Birthday
It's Your Birthday and quite an old age
Always in her pajamas and acts on stage.
Shall we send another year with luck to her?
And maybe her eyesight is very, very blur!
Looked in the mirror, and wrinkles on her face,
Never to say, " I love you" or get on her case.
Just a day over eighty-one and stubborn as can be,
Don't want to blow my candles, please set me free!
Ageless, grey hairs, wrinkles, and numbness in my body,
And I'm thankful I've lived this long, but now, I'm nobody!
So I shout once more, "It's your birthday", today
For we love you, never pain, or sorrow, please pray!
Another celebration filled with balloons and a pretty cake,
A long lifetime, please be nice to everyone, for God's sake!
You've been so grouchy lately, no smile, and tears on you,
On a special day like this, "I'ts your birthday", don't be a fool!
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