I look at you and all the facts I can't believe your age and how you act. The number might suggest your old That you should be shriveled and full of mold.
But, hey look at you You're young in all you do The number doesn't mean a thing As long as you can still sing.
So may this little rhyme and verse Be one that you don't curse. Smile and be happy today Remember, it's your birthday!
There was an Old Person of Mold, Who shrank from sensations of cold, So he purchased some muffs, Some furs and some fluffs, And wrapped himself from the cold.
Go to BabaMail
