It’s my bithday today, so I’ve composed a little doggerel in my own honour…
Happy Birthday to me,
I’m two score and three,
I look in the mirror, and what do I see?My hair’s going grey,
Face covered with lines,
When it comes to aging,
I’ve got all seven signs!My butt is all droopy,
My ears sprouting hair,
I’m past making whoopie,
I’m beyond repair.But despite the decades,
There’s good news instead—
I may have the AIDS,
But at least I’m not dead!
P.S. Yes, I do have an Amazon.com Wish List. Doesn’t everybody?
Happy birthday Paul!!
:))