L-et the seventh day
O-f January show the light;
R-ise of the sun begins,
E-arly morn leaves the
N-ight.
M-ake the Friday chill
E-vade the Saturday sun;
N-ew dawn has broken,
D-elivering cheer and fun.
E-agerly ride the boat, enjoy the ocean's glory;
Z-enith meets your birthday in the middle of the sea.
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