It's Sept. 11, you know what that means
Happy Birthday Billy! (Why, what did you think I meant?)
Was going to send a card, but didn't have your address, so I couldn't. So thought I'd embarrass you in public, instead.
Staring at the Web,
I'm lost in my reflection.
'Net narcissism.
My own little corner of self-worship.
Happy Birthday Billy! (Why, what did you think I meant?)
Was going to send a card, but didn't have your address, so I couldn't. So thought I'd embarrass you in public, instead.
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