Well, hello there, and how do you do!
Your 60th has arrived just for you.
Its year 1998, and the 3rd of July,
The world knows your age, so you needn't lie.
Fancy celebrating in any kind of style?
Well, sit back, relax and give us a smile.
You'll find we've a little surprise in store
But to receive it, we're taking you on a tour.
Sorry its not fishing, or watching the box!
Or drinking pint after pint and wetting your chops.
Yet, at the end of the day, if we're feeling frisky,
You may get away with a tipple of whisky.
We'll tell you now, it’s nowhere exotic,
Just think, it’s a treat for you, so don't knock it!
With a change from cooking, gardening and cleaning,
By the end of it all, you should be beaming.
Leave your wallet at home, you won't need a dime,
Why change the habit of a lifetime!
Ain't it cracking, you've a day off the roof?
Its time you were anyway, to tell the truth!
Get the party poppers out, along with balloons,
And "sing the night away" to birthday tunes.
Special birthdays only come every so often,
Milk every one, they mustn't be forgotten.
We really wanted you to remember this day,
So make the sun shine, don't let it go grey.
OK, so we planned it, you had no choice,
But it’s not a rowdy party with endless noise.
Be a sport, please don't ignore it and lose it,
Bring your charm to the surface, you crazy ooozit!
So Happy Birthday to you, our smashing little gem,
From your wonderful Jan, and of course, your Em!
© 1998 Morgan M Bartram