L-et me remember you
I-n fifth morn November;
E-arly light wakes you up,
Z-enith is getting better.
E-very word that I write makes a wishing line;
L-etting your heart truly feel the gladness of being fine.
G-ood greetings in rhyme
A-re made to bring much mirth;
R-emembering the day,
C-elebrating your birth.
I-'ll never forget the event, believe me this is true;
A-llow me to give regards and let me remember you.
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