Natt (nattish) wrote,
Natt
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18, at last.

To the tune of "Happy Birthday":

Happy birthday to me
I'm grown legally
I can't think of anything clever to end this song in
So I'll just simmer in my glee.

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That is why I'm not a poet.

Tonight I get gifts and pie (cake, you say? no way, no way) and greasy Chinese food. :D
Tags: real life, silliness
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