Dylan Brown (february 12 1993 / greely)

your birthday has come,
its hear at last,
o good shot of rum,
to remember the past

Your sixteen now,
oh how time shall fly,
you will live much longer,
to see it nigh,

the thought, of a memory
a memory of old,
but to remember this thought,
it must be bold

so i write you this poem
give you this card
so you remember me,
your fine singing bard

happy birthday to you
say it loud for all to know,
becuase your sixteenth birthday,
there are never two!