Many happy returns Poem by Walt Kelly

Many happy returns



Once you were two,
dear birthday friend.
In spite of purple weather:

But now you are three
And near the end
As we grew some together.

How fourthful thou,
forsooth for you
For soon you will be more!

But — ‘fore one can be three
be two;
Before be five be four!

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