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Wow, November must have been a busy month
Must have been that pre-holiday cheer and stuff...
Happy 9 months afterDecember November birthdays
sionnachdhu, Aug 18
rialian, Aug 19
elwing2000, Aug 22
starlightforest, Aug 23
and
heron61, Aug 25
Edit - and as fatherdog has pointed out, I can't count...
Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
Death and gloom and black despair
People dying everywhere
Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
Now you are the age you are
Your demise cannot be far
May the candles on your cake
burn like cities in your wake
May your deeds with sheep and yaks
equal those with sword and axe
so you're 29 again
don't tell lies to your good friend
You must marry very soon
baby's due the next full moon
Tho you're turning 29
age to you is like fine wine
This one lesson you must learn
FIRST you pillage, THEN you burn
While you eat your birthday stew
We will sack a town for you
People starving on the earth,
Go ahead, eat your dessert,
Happy Birthday!
Happy 9 months after
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Edit - and as fatherdog has pointed out, I can't count...
Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
Death and gloom and black despair
People dying everywhere
Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
Now you are the age you are
Your demise cannot be far
May the candles on your cake
burn like cities in your wake
May your deeds with sheep and yaks
equal those with sword and axe
so you're 29 again
don't tell lies to your good friend
You must marry very soon
baby's due the next full moon
Tho you're turning 29
age to you is like fine wine
This one lesson you must learn
FIRST you pillage, THEN you burn
While you eat your birthday stew
We will sack a town for you
People starving on the earth,
Go ahead, eat your dessert,
Happy Birthday!
Setting the ball whirling....
And the train of my destiny, which I may or may not catch (it's moving out of the station but not very quickly yet, and I can probably make it if I drop all my baggage and there's somebody on board willing to grab my hand and pull me on) is working for John Kerry on the Hill. I've known that for a while, but I was afraid to try--couldn't believe that I could hang in the Halls of Power. Belief is a dangerous thing...I'm uncomfortably reminded of that Charles de Lint story where the girl didn't believe in magic and so the bird of magic fluttering inside her heart came out of her chest and left. I hope I've pulled my head out of my ass in time; I don't want anything coming out of my chest. Well, all I can do is chase the train.
Re: Setting the ball whirling....