The ungrateful Birthday Gal
The ungrateful Birthday gal
1.Tap, tap, tap, I watch the wax melt from my birthday candle.
Decorations, people, music and cake;
Cynthia helped with the food, and Elcilia to bake.
I wore a knee-length dress in your favorite color, purple.
2.Something strange happened this year,
Like the story of the tortoise winning the race with the hare.
For once, I was excited for the day of my birth.
I thought it was because I was in ecstacy like a cancer patient who no longer needed meds.
3. Sadly, with my gastritis acting up and my voice strained, I have realized
It was all because you were here with me.
Am I a terrible dancer? Can't help stepping on your toes; we laugh.
Then again, I know I should be elated to have a shoulder to lean on,
But having my happiness carved out from another's chest is the last thing I would want.
It would kill me if you were gone.
4.I blow out my candles, smiling ear to ear,
Not wishing that you'll be there next year.
Rather, I would be happy then,
Better of thinking you weren't heaven sent.
5. 'Cause it's all fun and games,
Hair blowing against my heated heart, while lying on your chest.
I won't grow heart bones until you forget my name.
I drank a cup or four of chamomile tea to aid digestion.
Call me ungrateful or selfish,
But after this party, you have to leave.
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Rophine Writes
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