B-Day Poem by Cecellia King

B-Day



Happy Birthday to us, We'd rather rob a buss, or shall we learn to cuss?
What shall we get? Without any regret?
Will we see the morings light? or will we have to fight?
Will there be wind? Or will we Oeet our lifes end?
Now happy Birthday to us, try not to make a fuss.

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