J O Y

Ode To JOY

Oh, Joy

You are the real mccoy

And now you're employ[ed]

So you can enjoy

Like Helen of Troy

So many more toy[s]

(It's hard to avoi[d]

rhyming with "boy")

Seriously though,

there's so much snow

and I love you mo'

than each flake combined, yo!

You're the best,

the most beautiful,

the funniest, too

so happy birthday today

straight from me, right to you

Song of the day: The Beatles - Birthday