Many years ago today
Something grew inside of your mother
That thing was YOU!
YOU!
You! You! You! You!
Did she scream? Did she cry?
Only those that are born are ones that get to die.
One more year goes hurting by.
Body, organs ripping, rotting
Vile lungs a grotesque chorus
Birthday equals nothing for us
R S V P Please
For the death of me
You have little time
You're running out of life
Happy Birthday. You're gonna die!
Time-Time-Tick-ing
Birth-day-Death-day
Die-die-Death-day
Birth-day-Death-day
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Happy B!
Many years ago today
Something grew inside of your mother
That thing was YOU!
YOU!
You! You! You! You!
Did she scream? Did she cry?
Only those that are born are ones that get to die.
One more year goes hurting by.
Body, organs ripping, rotting
Vile lungs a grotesque chorus
Birthday equals nothing for us
R S V P Please
For the death of me
You have little time
You're running out of life
Happy Birthday. You're gonna die!
Time-Time-Tick-ing
Birth-day-Death-day
Die-die-Death-day
Birth-day-Death-day
Touching poem Jesse, 'organs ripping'. Beautiful.
Cheers all!
Forza and Wii and booze and booze and curry.
Happy Birthday... I'm expecting the drunken post
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HAHAHAHA, Gav!
Happy Birthday Rick! Hope you had a good one mate.
-caseyjones