Happy Birthday, Weirdo

Happy birthday weirdo
Every year it is quite traditional
To seat yourself at a table
And talk about the fables and tall tales
That brought you to your seat at the table
Perhaps a nice supper will be served
And you’ll be given a nice present by your mother
But not before you light the flame
Of the candles that have been gently placed
On top of a nice big birthday cake
And then you’ll sing the song that’s been waiting to be sung all night long
And maybe you’ll lick the frosting off the candles
And place your new gift from your mother on the mantle
Once all the festivities are over
You might sit and wonder
How much birthday cake will be left over