My forty-fourth, congratulations!
Forty-fourth year of my life!
The ode sings in me like vibration,
Compote will be cooked by my mom,
I'll make croissants, and I'll be treating
With watermelon, very sweet,
I will become the warm sun beaming,
Illuminating all by it!
I will become softer and kinder
At least on this very first day,
And then it will roll more bold-lightly
The crazy balderdash of way.
Game, squint, grin, fondling and caressing -
The Input data momently.
Let life not gallop like Savraska,
But drink its nectar steadily.
Improve my memory and eyesight,
I ask for health for dear mom.
Leave all in harmony for lifetime.
And I'll seal it - with the fool moon!
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My forty-fourth, congratulations!
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