But you'll feeling quite bold
its your birthday
If you work, take a bunk
its now time to get drunk
its your birthday
Maybe sing while you cry
asking time, oh god why?
its your birthday
Have to urge for a change
now you're old, rearrange
its your birthday
Look at adverts online
Stannah lifts look divine
its your birthday
Zimmer frames are the rage
you have now reached that stage
its your birthday
You are over more hills
buy a cupboard for pills
its your birthday
You are now fine antique
or least shabby and chic
its your birthday
Debbie says 'be aware
Bloody Aud, i will swear
its my birthday'
I will have to now slap
thanks to this poem crap
on my birthday....
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