Nine

June 24, 2008

There once was a wonderful daughter
Who was sweeter than anyone oughter
She’s always been fine
But now she is nine
And craving the presents we boughter

Hey, little Pikmin
Walking down the lane
Just how I’m feelin’
Should be pretty plain
Just bat those lashes
And my heart is slain
Though you’re still little
You’re my biggest gain
Hey, little Pikmin
I’m so glad you came.

Happy Birthday, Little C (and co-founder of Zippy, by the way)

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3 Responses to “Nine”

rlbates said:

June 24th, 2008 at 8:47 am

Happy Birthday, Little C!
Peggikaye said:

June 24th, 2008 at 1:36 pm

Happy Birthday Little C!!
SeaSpray said:

June 24th, 2008 at 11:56 pm

Happy Birthday little C!!

Love the poem Rob!

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Welcome to my blog. I am a practicing primary care physician in the Southeastern US, caring for patients of all ages (Board Certified in both Internal Medicine and Pediatrics). This blog covers a wide variety of issues, including the following: What it is like to be a physician, dogs driving cars, what troubles are in our system, toddlers with flame-throwers, what would it take to fix that system, llamas, death and dying issues, mutants, and accordions. Maybe I need to write about mutant dying accordions with flame-throwers. Hmmm....I feel a post coming. Anyhow, I like variety. Life is always lived with both laughter and tears. If you are a regular reader of this blog, it is also filled with nausea and nightmares. Thanks for stopping by. -Dr. Rob