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More in Old Poetry from DMV Happy Birthday to meOh happy birthday to me
One year short of thirty three Shall it be tequila and lime? Or am I just old before my time? Where's my cake and where's the loot No that's not it, that's eye of newt Should be on my way to work No I think just this once I'll shirk I'll prance and play and sing a tune Dance real close with the man in the moon All of my candles have finally gone out When did the dizziness come about? Oh my, oh Dear, oh holy crap Perhaps it's time for my birthday nap |
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