My birthday is soon to come, twenty nine I will be.
You’re approaching thirty, all my friends will say.
You’re getting OLD, they will all laugh.
No more fun and games for you, they will all say.
“You’re all older than me”, I will reply.. You’ve all the
Soon we’ll all be fifty, with walkers and canes at our sides.
No more pizza and wings for us, we’ll all be crying.
My nieces and nephews, will be saying grandma NO,
Together we will climb the great Mountain of life,
MRW
12/06/2007
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