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Today’s your birthday,
a momentous one;
fifties are over
next years sixty-one.
How did it happen,
this flying of years?
Weren’t we just twenty?
Time flies’ the real deal.

Hope day’s a good one,
day cheery and bright.
Hope you see shining
of own special light.
Oh, happy birthday,
is song that I sing.
Sweet, happy birthday,
you’re a breath of spring.