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A poem regarding my birthdays |
| The Worst Birthdays. One Wish. Two Wish, Three Wish, Blow Out; Grab Cake, Squish, Squish, Before Brother Passes Out. My Day Was First, Special One Year; Birthday Was Cursed, Now That He's Here. No Attention, Cute Baby Smiles; Hypertension, Toys In His Piles. Birthdays Go By, Same Old Story; Now Poke My Eye, Just Too Hoary. This Year Is Mine, Nothing is Tricky; My Year To Shine, This year I'm Sixty. The word Birthday has been highlighted twice. Twenty lines of poetry |