TEARS ON MY BIRTHDAY CAKE
WRITTEN BY COREY STRATTON ON JANUARY 19, 2010
I can think of forty-one reasons to break down.
Let forty-one candles fall to the ground.
What little pride I have left is gone,
As I’m holding balloons with my party hat on.
I’m older now than ever before.
That nursing home’s knocking on my front door.
Soon I’ll need a walker and a hearing aid.
What little hair left on my head will have greyed.
Tears on my Birthday Cake,
Are pooling together and forming a lake.
When my time comes,
They’ll serve Beer at my Wake,
But right now I’m wiping up tears,
On my Birthday Cake.
Forty-one times I’ve heard that damned Birthday Song,
With waiters and waitresses singing along.
So happy and cheerful they sing out of tune,
As I get one year closer to my doom.
Tears on my Birthday Cake,
Are pooling together and forming a lake.
When my time comes,
They’ll serve Beer at my Wake.
But right now I’m wiping up tears,
On my Birthday Cake.
Sure I could be sad as I pick up the knife,
But I’m happy with what I have done with my life.
You may think I’m upset, you may think I’m annoyed,
But these tears on my cheeks are tears of joy.
Tears on my Birthday Cake,
Are pooling together and forming a lake.
When my time comes,
They’ll serve Beer at my Wake.
With these tears of joy running down my face,
I’ll have another piece of Birthday Cake.
Now, where did I put that Prune Juice?
Well mystery solved. We all wondered why your birthday cakes tasted so God awful.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you're chock full of joy but you could have warned us you know.
Here's an idea, next year, cupcakes. INDIVIDUAL cupcakes!
Well, gotta run, I'm having company tonight and I've still got to go cry on a ham.
I thought about writing Tears On My Individual Birthday Cupcakes but that doesn't really flow very well.
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