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Premium Member Merry Unbirthday

Three hundred and sixty-four days
No longer going to waste
For we can now have unbirthday cake
On these days; take a taste!

Let the dancing bears out
Give us a round of singing shout!
We are celebrating whenever we can!
Unbirthdays in this promised land!

A very merry unbirthday to me?
Yes you!
A very merry unbirthday to you?
Coo. Coo!

With jovial enthusiasm I propose to you
We no longer concentrate on birthdays, they are few. 
A very merry unbirthday to us, and us and you!
Everything exuberant, do whatever you want to do!

A very merry unbirthday to us?
For sure!
A very merry unbirthday 
So pure! So pure!

Three hundred and sixty-four days a year
To sing, and dance, to shout and cheer
To celebrate being me, and him and you.
A very merry unbirthday to you!

Alice In Unreality Land

Alice in Unreality Land

Tweedle Dee was acting frivolously dumb,
Whilst Mock Turtle’s face sullen and glum.
Not unusually White Rabbit was late,
Alice grew large compressed in a gate.
Absent minded Dodo, helpful so polite,
Gryphon has wings but cannot take flight.
A Cat from Cheshire grinning ear to ear,
The Queen has a King, so kindly my dear.
Remover of Monsters our Lizard man Bill,
Caterpillar smokes Hookah with obstinate will.
March Hare so ridiculous, loudly insane,
Dozy Dormouse in Teapot doesn’t complain.
Unbirthday parties of a Hatter so mad,
Duchess is curious, neither good nor bad.
Lewis Carroll wrote a surreal world of confusion,
A curiosity tale filled of unreality and illusion.

Written 8.10.18

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These days I seem all mixed up
My ducks aren’t in a row.
Like peanut butter without jelly.
Like summer paired with snow.

In my world up is down.
Left and right are all the same.
Math is art, Art is science,
and I don’t know who to blame.

In this place, it seems so strange,
the sky is green, the grass is blue.
Everything is backwards.
I just don’t know what to do.

A very happy unbirthday to me.
I turned minus 1 from twenty-three.
Childhood is about to unstart.
Look out world, here I be.


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