Happy Birthday, Rose!
[An Original Poem with Original Art]
She is ever so sweet
But sometimes she gets prickly
With scales on her feet
Her beauty knows no bounds
It goes beneath her skin
Yet we will hear the sounds
Of screaming when the Cubs win
For it's her birthday
And nothing is as sweet
As a Rose on her birthday
All perfect and neat
She drapes ribbons and bows
Curls and lace
And an apron of colors
In a wondrous embrace
She sings praise
Wherever she goes
And at night they say
She glows
But despondently and anxiously
She might leave this summer
For her school program outside the country
And we will all say, "What a bummer!"
She will love it though
Because when she gets to go
The green grass will never be sweeter
And she will get to feel it with her toes
Rose likes wearing uncovered shoes
And the taste of mac and cheese while hazed
She used to cook it in culinary school
To get away from the foie grau and orange glaze
When she comes home we will rejoice
Her culinary skills are beyond juicy
We will light up for her voice
While she serves us in line, graciously
"May she live a heap big long time!"
We slur over the drinks she made us
"May she live 27 more years
And never crumble into dust!"
"May all her woes
Fall off her shoulders
Like mosquito wings
Crushed under boulders!"
"May all her complications
Be as simple as closure
And her crying and reactions
Begin and then be over!"
"May she live her life
In grace and splendor
But scatter the rice
When under pressure!"
"May she meet a gnome
Who's ten feet tall,
Bearded in loam,
And cuddly as a doll!"
I know we wish you all the best
From the bottom of our hearts
And If you ever face death
Let it pass by you, like a fart
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