It goes like this: 'Happy birthday. Oh happy birthday. There is misery in the air, people dying everywhere. So happy birthday.'
It sounds like a funeral dirge.
And we always sing it, regardless of the calamities and deaths all around us. It cheers us up! I'm sure that there are times that we will skip it. Times when it would be too emotional and in poor taste, but most times, it just works for us. I got my subversive sense of humor from somewhere, people!
Today is the Floozy Muzey's birthday! And I made her this adorable bunting:
|there is misery|
|in the air|
|people dying everywhere|
|so ... happy birthday!|
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOLLY! Eat some cake for me.