Younger years, it seems, had more. It
pass'd more swift than those before it.
Still, I’d swear that more was in it
than a fraction of a minute.
Tam multa, ut puta genera linguarum sunt in hoc mundo: et nihil sine voce est.
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Hey! You're finally catching up!
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday, young man!
Ah, my early forties. If only I could remember them....
Happy Birthday!
Thanks, old-timers. I don't usually go around announcing my birthday on the Internet, but I just couldn't let a once-in-a-decade pun opportunity pass me by.
If you have filled this unforgiving year
With forty seconds worth of distance run,
Accept congratulations most sincere:
I can't recall a single thing I've done.
If you have filled this unforgiving year
With forty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth -- and everything that's here
Is fodder for another awful pun!
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