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This is your year, seventy years so young,
So here's your celebration, that has now begun.
Here now in Spilsby, to celebrate your day,
So now I list, in a unique way.

First is your eldest, Nigel he is name,
Then there is Wendy, Who made the game.
Next then is Jack, sat next to me,
With the lovely Nicole, I do then see.

We came from near, we came from far,
Some did so walk, some came in car.
But we all came, to wish you well,
With love to you, I hope you tell.

We continue the list, Iris does come next,
And then there's Zack, looking a little perplexed.
With the lovely Sandy, Richard in the next place,
The only one left, is my daughter Grace.

This is your year, seventy years so young,
So this your celebration, that had now begun.
We were in Spilsby, to celebrate your day,
Which I did list, in an unusual way.

We came from here, we came from away,
Some did go home, some did so stay.
But we're all here, to wish we may,
With love to you, Have a Happy Birthday.



J Wyatt its brilliant craig
S Wadner it is fantastic uncle craig like you

 
 
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