Kathleen J. Shields (03-05-77 / Houston, TX)
Fear of Birthday
As your morning begins and the coffee brews
You turn to the TV and watch the morning news
And the sun starts to rise and the birds start to sing
You begin to wonder about a little something...
It occurs to you there’s something to know
And that feeling gets larger as it continues to grow
And every nerve in your body begins to contend
As your arm hairs stand and you feel at wits end…
Today is important, but what could it be?
It starts to alarm you at a substantial degree
You go into a panic, your brow’s getting wet
You realize this is something you’d rather forget
But the knowledge approaches, thoughts begins to take shape
And you realize there’s no way to get away or escape
You are doomed to repeat it, you are doomed to take on
This epoch occurrence until the days gone!
So you sit in your recliner, hold tight to your cup
Remotes in your hand, you’ve accepted it, yup
You know at least one strand of your hair has turned grey
Thanks to the fact that today’s your birthday!
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