Happy Birthday to you!
Another trip around the sun.
Some trips are annoying,
Some trips are fun.
That’s where they rhyming part ends.
My head hurts and I can’t find
My rhyming dictionary.
So, another crappy birthday poem follows.
My apologies in advance.
I hope it’s not a bore.
I should just say Rocky wrote it,
So people would cry for more.
Sigh. I’m not bitter about that.
Here’s an interesting fact.
If you had walked a mile each day,
Since the day you were born,
That would be 19,710 miles!
Your Fitbit would be very happy.
Also, you would have been walking at birth,
A very impressive feat! (feet?)
So, this is probably hypothetical.
Your Mom probably would have stopped you,
Since you shouldn’t be walking that young.
On the other hand, I’ve met your siblings,
So maybe she would have said, “Bon Voyage!”
Back to the hypothetical walking,
Today, you would be almost 80% of the way
Around the earth (give or take).
Holding your breath across the ocean-y bits.
However, you keep insisting on taking cruise ships.
So, walking around the world is probably out.
Also, you would have ended up back in New York.
Since the world is round-ish.
So, you’re in Dallas, not New York.
You’re a year older, but at least you’re not 55.
It could be worse, because it could always be worse.
Did I mention Rocky wrote this?