The Man.

It’s Fries,

It’s crispies,

It’s raining chocolates,

Please be forever mine.

It’s jubiliation,

A grand celebration,

As the mightiest of all,

Was born today.

It’s doughnuts,

It’s pastries,

It’s bread and jam,

It’s cookies and warm milk,

It is Ma’s love for the Lord,

For it’s the MAN’S birthday.


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