Happy Birthday
Your long lost young days were sublime.
You’re old and fat now, it's a crime.
When rising, you're dizzy,
And surgeons keep busy
Replacing one part at a time.
Between us, I don't want a rift.
I'm hoping that you won't be miffed
When the Brown Truck arrives,
There'll be a surprise
If you thought that I'd send a gift.
A punch line I now will deliver.
Eat birthday cake and spare your liver
From the Devil's booze,
Or your car you'll lose;
When drunk you head straight for a river.
Frank
05-25-04