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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
