RE: [Mid] Viscount Sir Gaylen the Smiling ...

--- Barbara Laff <kyttewynpeny@yahoo.com> wrote:
> This one's for Gaylen - you can blame Tuge.

>>>>>>>>>>>SNIPPED<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

> HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
>
> ta,
> kytte, angelique and tuge
> (and yes, that would be the Mongolian Dance of Joy
> we'll dance on your grave, Skinny Dad!)
-----Original Message-----

Subject: Re: [Mid] Viscount Sir Gaylen the Smiling ...

I haven't heard such a resounding birthday tune since
Etienne's infamous "birthday dirge"!

Happy Birthday Sir Smiling :)

Smiles (and shimmies),
Jale
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Mongolian you did say Mongolian

OH the one that goes something like this
 (dropping a whole lot of verses)

** CHORUS:
  BUT!....
  Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
  Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
  
VERSES:
Death and gloom and black despair
People dying everywhere.
** CHORUS

We brought linen, white as cloud
Now we'll sit and sew your shroud.
** CHORUS

Now that you're the age you are
Your demise cannot be far.
** CHORUS

So far death you have bypassed
Don't look back it's gaining fast.
** CHORUS

May the candles on your cake
Burn like cities in your wake.
** CHORUS

Pay attention, you must learn
First you pillage, THEN you burn.
** CHORUS

It's your birthday never fear
You'll be dead this time next year.
** CHORUS

May your deeds with sheep and yaks
Equal yours with sword and axe.
** CHORUS

See the wrinkles on your face
Like the pattern of fine lace.
** CHORUS

Indigestion's what you get
>From the enemies you 'et.
** CHORUS

They stole your gold, your sword, your house
They stole your sheep, but not your spouse.
** CHORUS

Fear and gloom and darkness but
No one found out YOU KNOW WHAT.
** CHORUS

Were I sitting in your shoes
I'd go out and sing the blues.
** CHORUS

You're a period cook it's true
Ask the beetles in the stew.
** CHORUS

So you've aged another year
Now you know that Death is near.
** CHORUS

Though you're turning 45
You're lucky you're still alive.
** CHORUS

Now you've lived another year
Age to you is like stale beer.
** CHORUS

Children dying far and near
They say that cancer's caused by beer.
** CHORUS

So you're 29 again
Don't tell lies to your good friend.
** CHORUS

Children dying everywhere
Women crying in despair.
** CHORUS

So another year has passed
Don't look now they're gaining fast.
** CHORUS

Long ago your hair turned gray
Now it's falling out, they say.
** CHORUS

Black Death has just struck your town
You yourself feel quite run-down.
** CHORUS

Birthdays come but once a year
Marking time as Death draws near.
** CHORUS

At your age most folks go blind
You've kept your sight, but lost your mind.
** CHORUS

When you've reached your age you know
That the mind is first to go.
** CHORUS

While you eat your birthday stew
We will loot the town for you.
** CHORUS

We, your friends will never tell
That your body has gone to hell.
** CHORUS

We love Viscount Sir Gaylen, yes we do
For a dollar so can you.
** CHORUS

We like torture, yes we do
We've a birthday corset just for you!
** CHORUS

Have a happy one, youngster

JP

From: "Jean Paul Pierrepont" <crossbow@kconline.com>
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Received on Thu Jun 02 18:13:03 2005