[Whoops… this should have been for tuluum, but my brain screwed up… correction to be posted shortly….]
OK, Folks, you know the drill. Allright everyone, let’s gather in front of our large, 13″, Black and White TV set, and watch as a tall, lanky man in a khaki uniform strides out, introduces himself as Sheriff John, and, but wait… he’s wearing sunglasses, and swaying back and forth. He pulls out his 88-key accordion, and says, “This one’s for you, pradagirl, who was chosen to be born on a really great day”. He starts singing…
You know it doesn’t make much sense There ought to be a law against Anyone who takes offense At a day in your celebration Cause we all know in our minds That there ought to be a time That we can set aside To show just how much we love you And I’m sure you would agree It couldn’t fit more perfectly Than to have a world party on the day you came to be Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you I just never understood Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you |
Why has there never been a holiday Where peace is celebrated all throughout the world The time is overdue Happy birthday to you We know the key to unify all people |
[“Happy Birthday“, Stevie Wonder, 1980]
[Yes, it’s here. The 3rd Annual Birthday Poll. So, if you want to make sure that the Sheriff sings the song you want, please fill out the poll.]