I made you this card
It looks a tad gay
Left out most the lard
It is your birthday
Endure life’s glitches
To loved ones be true
If I had three wishes
I’d grant them to you
It is your twenty-ninth dear
And should not be forgotten
Let’s make it your last year
In playing kindergarten
Go do some good work
Resist the maddest ants
Wipe off a silly smirk
And buckle up those pants
So it is your time lah,
And I am smiling away,
“Baby, HOW DEE DOO DAH?
What you doing today?”
Good time to be grateful,
Always time to love,
Life can be beautiful,
With all of the above.
Have a happy birthday
My dearest best friend
Go only the right way
Up until time’s end
Endearingly funny,
Our moments are such
Bordering on fagotty
Hope it isn’t too much
Today is supposed to be
For everything you want
A way for you to see
Things you usually can’t
I could not have resisted
In sending you a fart
But my being insisted
I miss you dear heart
I can go on and on
If it wasn’t for space
Profess with prose upon
And some gas in your face!
At some point a comma,
Perhaps a full stop.
Celebrate on with some beer,
Made of the best hop.