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You’re doing it again So get yourself prepared. You’re moving into the future So, do not be scared. You’ll be a year older so We’ll get out the old jokes. You can take it because It’s love from great folks. We’ll sing the usual songs And by all means have a cake. Bring on your birthday cheer. Let’s do whatever it takes. Maybe go out dancing And have a lot of smiles Like it’s not the age the tires It’s all about the miles. And of course quips About being over the hill. Somebody always makes one And it seems they always will. But others will remind you That you don’t look that old As they check you for wrinkles, And gray hair and mould. Let’s have great good fun And all at your expense Because it’s traditional And only makes good sense We always make those jokes When others had a birthday So now it’s your turn as you’re Having another birthday today.
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 11:43 PM UTC
ANOTHER BIRTHDAY
You’re doing it again So get yourself prepared. You’re moving into the future So, do not be scared. You’ll be a year older so We’ll get out the old jokes. You can take it because It’s love from great folks. We’ll sing the usual songs And by all means have a cake. Bring on your birthday cheer. Let’s do whatever it takes. Maybe go out dancing And have a lot of smiles Like it’s not the age the tires It’s all about the miles. And of course quips About being over the hill. Somebody always makes one And it seems they always will. But others will remind you That you don’t look that old As they check you for wrinkles, And gray hair and mould. Let’s have great good fun And all at your expense Because it’s traditional And only makes good sense We always make those jokes When others had a birthday So now it’s your turn as you’re Having another birthday today.
I amended this poem because I made it about me originally and that didn't work. So, now it's written in second person.
brent-kincaid
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 11:43 PM UTC
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