So once again it’s your birthday,
You’ve lived another year.
These birthday things seem so contrived.
Are we celebrating you’ve survived?
I guess that’s something after all.
You could’ve tripped, and had a fall.
Come down hard, and smashed your head,
So no birthday, cuz you’d be dead.
But have a good one, since you’re here,
And if you survive,
Have an okay year.