Birthday Boy Countdown

Two

You flat footed old shoe

A military boot

Getting away with the loot

I left out for you

Two is fibbing about its stability

We all know it is a push over

A hook to pull you in

To the fantasy of forever

I will alway love you

To love is enough

Just to love

but don't count on two

It is too easy to do

One, two, there it is done

But where is the fun in that

Should we put it under our hats

And forget about it like money in a mattress

Send it to the dump

Light it on fire

I can't take the tension

I am here loving you

And that is enough.