Tomorrow is my birthday.
I am waiting for more white hairs to grow.
Putting all sorts of stuff to keep the wrinkles away,
But with 1 inch make up, who's to know?
Tomorrow I will fly to Boracay.
Please help me pray for better weather.
To rest and relax, I will try,
I just want to wear rubber slippers instead of leather.
Tomorrow everyone will be nice to me
And give me lots of hugs and kisses.
But my hugs and kisses are not for free,
I will want huge red ribboned boxes.
Tomorrow I will not eat breakfast,
Because everyone will want to treat me for lunch.
I think I will pass
I will be treated by CandyMan, just a hunch.
Tomorrow, I am thirty-seven.
And it aint even funny.
I am getting closer to going to heaven,
And I still haven't gotten rid of my tummy.
Tomorrow is my birthday.
So I will probably blow a candle
Someone will shout HIPHIP-HOORAY!!!!
Stuffing my mouth with as much cake as I can handle.
Tomorrow is my birthday
To those greeting me on Facebook,
Let me remind you that it is not today.
I am still 36, even if 25 is how I look.
BWA HA HAHAH HAHHA!!!!
(Super Evil Laugh)
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