Bark bark bark Let me get up to see It appears my dog is summoning me Bark Bark Bark That old familiar sound As I peer out the window With my loud mouthed hound Bark Bark Bark Looking in the distance I finally see Why she’s been barking at me Bark Bark Bark There’s a leaf in the yard And it’s blowing away This is how we’ll spend Most of our day
The day after your birthday, you look in the mirror to see: a) you've got a zit from eating all that cake; b) your love handles have expanded a half inch; c) you singed your eyebrows blowing out the candles.
The day after your birthday, a) you require six extra hours of sleep; b) you can't find your living room under the birthday debris; c) you wonder how you could possibly have done THAT.
The day after your birthday, it's time to: a) return some gifts (what IS that, anyway?); b) call your friends and apologize for yesterday; c) get out of the country, fast.
The day after your birthday... we should all look so great and have it so good!
Happy Birthday! Appreciate yourself and your life!