Birthday Countdown Let Down Turn That Frown Upsidedown
These are the seconds left to the next year
From the seconds past
From when I clocked in to work
Through my Mother's womb
To labor in the world
Work
It's not about getting older
But it's the jerks that meet you along the way
Those guests that come in invited just like the rest
The ones that put you down unknowingly
The ones that sparkle and you're attracted to their shine
Only to find
They are prickly
Nothing to hug
Just hang onto memory
Like a blankey
He's a wanker
The Queen sails the Thames
Everyone is cheering
She waves
A beauty queen wave
She has a wave
In her hair
Their is a wave
On the Thames
More than one
Your birthday is nearing
I don't care who you are
Because when we are born
It is you
That's you
Covered in blood
But when you are older
You are covered in cake
Make no mistake eat your cake!
[TO BE CONTINUED...]