Under the Happy Birthday
and under the icing
in between the cake
is the filling
that was whipped
from an egg, sugar, and all that.
There was a chicken before the egg,
and whatever makes sugar nowadays.
After the party,
a little filling goes a long way,
to the dumping ground.
A birthday is a good time to remember
that you are good simply for being.
You help the world because you fit
into it like filling,
and although you will make dirt for
chicken feed, or sugar beets (maybe that's it),
right now,
love is all.
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