
Another birthday. Seventy-two. Boston cream pie. Still able to chew.
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Places to drive. Stuff yet to do. In my tee-shirt’s. New thick-soled shoes.
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Ozempic shots. Eliquis pills. Makes my blood thin. Hands easily chilled.
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Seventy-two. Years on this earth. Pen-sa-cola. My place of birth.
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April the ninth. It’s here at last. Mexican dinner. No time to fast.
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I’m so blessed. Made it through life. Drove hot rod cars. A wonderful wife.
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Mike’s still kickin’. Great to be here. Others now gone. Sadness and tears.
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Seventy-three. Scheduled next year. Will I be ’round? God’s in charge here.
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I’d love to see. Another one. Birthday, that is. With bright orange sun!
