It’s hard to stand-up and be delivered-up as a blue-plate broken plate for sale-sign signing paper picking-up licking and kicking hip loose-lip service serving having the nerve to time travel in a warped-up coming messed-up chuck wagon doggies do wagging fortune teller telling a shake before you bake then take or make-up a let sleeping dogs lie liar- liar red-hot pants riding on blazing saddles on fire because your one desire became two plus three times the quantity twenty-seven minus two plus four and no more for the drama in a “c” “u” “n” television soap opera drama your mama pausing for a comma better late than never ever who’s your daddy no one-way pay-day sign sign-out sign-in weak leaking ball-point play ball strike-out you lose not win place and for real though no show you low down cotton picking always looking for more than eight is enough red hot chili eating hot pickled peppers spitting fire inkwell jumping jail-bait fighting writing quill pen of men/women…

For

It’s hard to stand-up and be delivered-up like a spared Adam’s rib pulled meat from an oink-oink piggy wig wearing squealing hog of a pig In a front/back yard barn barn-yard slow showing everybody knows stripped and teased uncovered feeling the breeze dance prancing head held high high-up so low down you dirty grimy slimy piglet of in a pigs-eye slopping pig …

In front of

Your immediate loving family

Your extra extension corded extended loving family

Your loving friends

Your associates who are care bears from your j-o-b job aka gig

But you did

Now that you asked to be forgiven

You are forgiven

Now that you asked to be received because now you truly believe

You are received because you truly believe

For you ‘re a child of God’s

Stand-up Stand tall for only one and for every all

Stand-upright straight and stand-upright upright tall

Kick back for a while wild hay ride for together we can have a ball

Not just for a beckoned second

Not just for an hourly glass hour

Not even for a New Year’s New York minute

Unlike your Tony Bennett I’m all up in it together with you

Happy Birthday Make a birthday waking up in the good waking up morning day

Prancing foot stumping “holy” dancing shouting “hallelujah”

For all the rest of you bet your everlasting life “holy” days

I love loving you my “Love” my “love” in “Truth” I’ll always “Love” you always

To God Be The Glory!!!

Address:  Philippians 4:13