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My son reached the incredible age of 21 this week, yes I know I don't look old enough! Oh, stop!

Anyway, I wrote a poem to go in his birthday card along with a bottle of JD to help him return to a burlbing dribbly mess just like when he was born! Here it is.

21

It’s not possible that you’re 21

When I’m only 35

That means when you were newly born

I was barely alive!

So either you’re younger than you’re letting on,

Your mathematical skills are dire

Or your youthful mother’s older than time

And a naughty cheeky liar!