Happy Birthday: A Silly Poem

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Feeling hapless on his Birthday, he was

reluctant to eat the chocolate cakes that,  courtesy of his colleagues,

spelt out the Happy occasion. So instead, stalling for time,

he sought to create an anagram, to rearrange the inevitable, before it’s consumption.

But, Google being unable to deliver,

all that he could come up with was the four-letter word, DIRT:

 

Dedicated Improvement and Reflection Time

 

This was, he realised, a sign!

Things were getting serious; this was his Birthday message!

Looking down, and reflecting, he saw his belly – hanging in folds;

it was clear to him that he did need improving and that now, indeed, was the time.

Dedicated, as always, and with renewed dedication to the cause, he ate four cakes and

waited.

 

In the morning, he felt the usual pangs of interior pain, and dedicated, still, he

parked up his posterior, and preparing himself for the impact, let it all go!

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On reflection, he had to acknowledge, that he did, indeed, feel most improved –

more real, more relaxed – more present and

 

more HAPPY …

almost.

 

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019

 
Image by engin akyurt from Pixabay
 

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Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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