You must be mistaken
red headed young lassie
you got the dates wrong
from your mommy and daddy
You're two days past due
the 31st is much later
then when I first saw you
in that pink incubator
So go tell your brother
our Sonoran-like cook
he can look it all up
in his chemical books
And tell your plump sister
expecting and dizzy
baby T got it wrong
well, we know she's been busy
Your birthday's been ended
two days it's been past us
the baloons are all popped
shrunken and gas-less
but it was fun one, out here in Florida
we had a big cake, a big chocolate torte one
we sang happy birthday and jumped in the pool
and ate birthday bird hot dogs, right from the spool
Happy Birthday Meg!
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