Two Things To Celebrate
Two things we celebrate this day,
Both were good in a different way.
One was the day I came to be,
The other was the first Post, see?
December Sixth, the day I mean,
To my age, I won't come clean.
Just think without The Post, here,
Where would my poems be clear?
Would I have carried on?
Or would they be all gone?
Thank you for The Post
About you we do boast
Happy birthday to me
I'm twenty one, see.
Time to go celebrate
From morning till late.
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