Get up, out of bed
Today is your day
Stop covering up your head
Under your covers you can not stay
Your not really old
Just a bid covered in mold
Hair might start to fall out
Is that a smile or pout?
Your not really old
Just a bit outdated
Wailing in your woes
Wishing time had waited
Shall I get you a cane
Or maybe some depends
Children driving you insane
Wishing you could be 16 again
A bit of fun is what you need
So get up, Out of bed
Let's be on our way
Today is your 30th birthday.
Author: Melissa
Date: 30/05/2009
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