The cake sits on the table uneaten
The batter was well beaten
Now the cake is done
But the party has just begun
The cake is waiting to be sliced
It has been iced
With your favorite icing
Would you do the honor of the slicing?
But we have to wait
For the birthday boy is late
To save time a piece of cake is on every plate
The biggest piece that withholds a candle is for the person we await
The birthday boy arrives
He gives us all high fives
We light the candle and turn out the lights
He wishes as he blows out the candle with all his might
We ask him what he wished for
And he said I cannot tell you because the wish is mine not yours
And its bad luck to tell your wishes
And by the way whose turn is it to do the dishes
The cake has now been eaten
Our mouth it has sweetened
No the party's over
The best present you got was a four leaf clover
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