Today is my birthday

I stay outside the hall


Inside sit the butterflies


For the butterfly ball



All the boys are graded now

They come in their white socks, flat tops


And somehow they find a placr


All the boys are winning now

They play all the tricks with smiles


And a sorry past


For poor caw



Their own room

And winter tales


Never touched these girls before


They hear the car stereo

And know what life is for



All the boys are weary now


listening to the family sing song


Family say so



Must carve, must carve poor cow

Slice her, slice her up, poor cow


Slice her, slice her up, poor cow


Slice her, slice her up, poor cow



Today is my birthday

I stay outside the hall


Inside sit the butterflies


For the butterfly ball