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Birthday Poem




Birthday Poem

“You probably get lots of cards
On your Birthday.
But what about after?
When the Balloons have
Withered and the cake has crumbled?
Who’s thinking of you then?
Who’s looking out for you?
When the spotlight’s off?
I am, that’s who. Me.”




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