In a soldier's stance...

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes...

Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself.
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.

Well, I investigated all the books in the library,
Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away.

You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

May you stay forever young...
Happy Birthday, Bob. 65 today

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