Happy birthday Fanita, you never get old
Just prettier and wiser and a good bit more bold
And better at board games and scrabble and such
(Though I for one hope you don’t improve too much)
And happy birthday to Philip who was there at the start,
As you grew up, you captured his heart
He and your mama played such a big part
Of how you became such a sweetheart
And now you’ve got Ryan, and your love’s so much bigger
That how you contain it, I just cannot figger
So happy birthday dear Fanny, long may you reign
As the queen of our hearts and the boss of our brains
In 40 more years we’ll be turning up daisies
And won’t be around to make you so crazy!
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