A party birthday/
I answered the call.
Resondez sie vous plait/
Yes, I’ll bring wine from Gaul.
Pleased as invitee/
to this gay soiree.
I would not miss, prithee/
on this special day.
It’s nice to see/
one age so well.
That all of we/
can shout and yell.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Parker!/
and many more to pass.
I will be chief barker/
at this annual repast.
We few, we happy few/
we band of brothers, meet.
Where Bard and I agree,
in merriment, drink, eat/
toast Hal, from all and me.
So, again we say/
Happy Birthday.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright 2009:Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
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