Friday, April 20, 2007

Birthday Song

Yesterday, I received word through the grapevine that my ol' pal, Jerry Scott, is being feted this coming May 11 at his new watering hole, Nino's Tuscany, on account of his allegedly thirty-ninth birthday.

Naturally, this calls for a song. It's about as catty as I can manage, for a first draft; to the tune of Rodgers's My Funny Valentine:

Our Jerry's thirty-nine.
He's turning thirty-nine.
—Now (though I hate to be snide!):

Did some old Darien
Leave you her crow's feet when she died?

Have you gained a little weight?
Are you past your "sell-by" date?
And that hair upon your pate—
Is it dyed?

Well, why be malevolent?
(God knows, it's prevalent.)
I've come to praise him, not dish.
Let's say he's thirty-nine . . . ish.

Lyric © 2007 Nathaniel DesH. Petrikov

Mercifully short. The malevolent/prevalent bit needs to be replaced, but that's all I can think of at the mo.


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