Forget My September Birthday - Poem by Cena Rose
My birthday is so yesterday
I even forgot it once
Recieved a present
And got mad
I was truly a dunce.
My birthday is so horrible
I wish I never knew
What a pleasure
My birthday was
And be able to compare what's true
My birthday was great before
Till the day I forgot.
and got punished
And got grounded
Give her the presents for Chritmas, they thought
My birthday is never remembered
Last time my grandfather died
Before my forgotten date
And so of course, I must always hide
My birthday isn't so awesome
Why do i want to remember?
Everyone says 'How Weird! '
But with this
I always want to forget September.
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