March the Fifth

It’s March the 5th that I hold dear

For that’s my birthday every year.

I love the cake I get to eat

It’s such a scrumptious tasty treat.

I love the gifts, the party snacks

The smell of pop and candle wax

The music sung to celebrate

The way we always decorate…

The thing though, that’s supremely fun?

Is spending time with everyone!

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Image from Pixabay © Pettycon 2016

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