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Belated Birthday [To the tune of 'Oh Christmas tree]

O Jonathan, O Jonathan,
What have we done forgetting you?
Although we have a birthday book,
I must admit, we did not look.
We hope you had a lovely day,
Though we forgot, what can we say,
O Jonathan, O Jonathan,
What have we done forgetting you?

O Jonathan, O Jonathan,
Your uncle Colin and aunt Liz
Are really very sorry now,
We did forget, we don't know how.
Although your birthday passed us by,
We hope you did not start to cry
When there was no card in the post,
From 'cross the water, near the coast.

So Jonathan, dear Jonathan,
We hope this po-em will suffice,
That you'll not mind this being late,
Arriving at your dad's front gate.
We hope this will not hap'n again,
Especially next year, when you're ten,
O Jonathan, O Jonathan,
What did we do forgetting you?



{and the next year}
O Jonathan O Jonathan,
We hope this has arrived on time,
We did recall your birthday date,
Remember last year? - we were late.
You are in double figures now,
Is that a wrinkle on your brow?
This time there only is one verse,
These rhymes seem to be getting worse.

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