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Mr. Johnnys Birthday
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Mr. Johnnys Birthday |
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dan wood Junior Member
since 2002-11-23
Posts 15 |
Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, he’s 73 today He’s spent his life as a fisherman’s wife, feeding antelopes with hay. Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, and what a day it is Jelly with sausage for breakfast with a glass of cucumber fizz! Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, he awoke at 3 am Checked the post ate some toast, then went to bed again. Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, the postman knocks the door So Mr. Johnny invites him in as he’s always done before. Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, “would you care for a cup of tea”? “I’d love to but I don’t have time, I finish me shift at three”. Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, with parcels piled up high He thinks of his youth and a wisdom tooth then suddenly starts to cry. Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, yet no ones come to call Perhaps his friends forgot he thinks, well damn and blast them all! Tis Mr. Johnny’s birthday, but off he goes to bed “I’ll forget my birthday was today and pretend it’s tomorrow instead”! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very sad, Dan. It's such a heartbreak to be deprived of the most important gifts...the presence of their company. |
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