Catastrophe KING (30 September 1965 / Mumbai, India)
966: My Mother’s Birthday!
I rejoice my Mother's Birthday;
She always feels great this day!
The sheep's did kneel;
and the wise did feel!
Just everyone did praise,
Celebration toasts to raise!
This great day every December,
It’s Christmas, as we remember.
That's my mother's birthday,
The world says Christmas Day!
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