may the celebration
last the whole year through.
May everyday be filled
with surprises just for you.
May fortune perch upon your door
and never fly away.
May you be granted all your wishes
and may they all come true.
Now there is one last thing to say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.
2 August 2009
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