Y-our day of birth has caused
A-nother amount of thrill;
N-ew dawn has just broken, denying the night cold chill.
O-bliterate the dark shadow,
R-ise of the sun has begun;
O-ne red beacon is shining,
L-et him bring some fun.
F-ifth morn of December carries a million mirth;
O-pen your heart to the joy felt by you on earth.
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