For nine good month
You intrude mother's monthly visitor
And every heads strained their necks to know the gender
For the earth has been connected to heaven on your birth.
_May thy days be long_
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Looking back to the infant tears of that day
When you stretched forth your head to the globe per say
And the sky paints blue
With the cheering clap of the flower that blooms.
_May thy days be long_
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The first thing from your mouth is the crying tune
You must have been missing the angels so soon
We see the heavens so sad and worried
They shall miss a gem that has tapped from their qualities.
_May thy days be long_
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When! When!! When!!!
That's the lyrics of your song then
The sage could only sense the meaning
When shall I grow and be a sea of lesson?
_May thy days be long_
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So far so good
We now see why the heavens weren't in good mood
You are so precious like Jewel
And thy globe of sagely muse is a gem.
_May thy days be long_
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Flashing back to the nine-tease
You were a little lad of brainy mentality
And thou hath lain good path for million to follow
Today marks another day to celebrate your intruse in mother's halo.
_May thy days be long_
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*_Happy Birthday to Sunsampaul (Philosopher), Citadel of Life C.E.O._*
*_May thy days be long. Wish you long life and prosperity._*
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*As Written by OYEDOKUN IBUKUN S.*
*PENAWD*
_priceless pen perceiving beyond boundary_
*POWERED BY RENAISSANCE*