To our beloved co-worker
Shannon, oh Shannon, where goes the time?
Are you seriously entering year thirty-nine?
I think it’d behoove you to look and go see
If your card has arrived from AARP
Today marks a day that we all often fear
For every birthday adds yet one more year
Not all that bad when we turned twenty five
When nights would run late, we still felt alive
Now our old bones are starting to ache
When nine rolls around we can’t stay awake
But for you, my dear Shannon, at this time and stage
I can say with all truth you look half your age
Like the fanciest cheese; a sweet fine French wine
Your beauty increases and grows lovely with time
So today let’s rejoice and enjoy added worth
As we celebrate this wonderful day of your birth
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
