Dr. Date: How can it be? My love, today, he’s 23!

And Dr. Date, he’s also so far, far away.

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Morgan La Casse

Dr. Date

 

Dr. Date,

How can it be? My love, today, he’s 23!

And Dr. Date, he’s also far, far away,

So today, all I can say,

Is, Dear Jake: Happy birthday.

It may be by design,

but my dear, you deserve a rhyme:

because as a kind of your own,

always remember,

 you’re not alone.

As a true truth teller,

Smart advice seller,

Tall, trusted and true bike peddler,

You’re one who, speaking as a sender,

Deserves nothing but candid splendor.

So with these words,

Remember this:

Your friends in Minnesota

think you deserve nothing but bliss.

On a day so special,

so true,

because it’s crafted

just for you.

Just like the cake

that I cannot make,

for my dear Jake.

It just about makes my heart break.

So today I hope this letter will suffice,

And dear Dr. Date,

I hope you’ll ensure

that dear Jake’s birthday

is nothing but full and pure.

Sincerely, anonymous