April 23, 1987

(one of the most wonderful dates in my life

I had a little girl
And she had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was bad,
She wasn't very bad,
At least nothing like rhymes with "horrid."
And when she grew up,
She bought a little pup,
And the pup grew up to be a dog.
And then she moved away,
And then I moved away,
So here's the way I'll say
"Happy Birthday" to Mercy--
On my blog.