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Today's The Day

Today's the day, today's the day! When you first felt air in your tiny air bags; And when ye' looked at this lovely creation- It caused the dance of prancing stags. I know not but my beating core feels, Your birth must have spread a peaceful palour- On your motner's dead keen face- A face where one can spy hope's trace. So many days have passed; You 've been brought up so meticulously, Remember not amateurishly, But with dedication of a sincere kind-- With a soft heart and selfless mind. You 've grown up to be so beautiful, Awashed with grace, Veiled in a rich pleasantry- looked up by all and sundry. In this parky weather from the early dawn- Amongst flowers of wishes I could only find- This which I did pluck In your b'day with this humility 'Gauten Gluck'!!

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