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Putt punjabi
Happy Birthday To My Dearest Man,
A Father After Many Years Of Trying.
Pleasure? Yes, Of Course, There’s No Denying;
Perhaps More, Though, The Angst Of Those Who Plan.
Yet Now We Have A Boy, Whose Gurgles Can
Bestow On Us A Love Of Life Undying,
Immerse Us In The Bliss Of Happy Sighing,
Remind Us Of The World When We Began.
There Is No View Of Heaven Before Dying;
However, This Tutorial Will Do.
Deep Though My Joy, The Well Is Deeper Still,
Abysses Far Beyond My Thought And Will,
Yet Not Beyond My Boundless Love For You.
A Father After Many Years Of Trying.
Pleasure? Yes, Of Course, There’s No Denying;
Perhaps More, Though, The Angst Of Those Who Plan.
Yet Now We Have A Boy, Whose Gurgles Can
Bestow On Us A Love Of Life Undying,
Immerse Us In The Bliss Of Happy Sighing,
Remind Us Of The World When We Began.
There Is No View Of Heaven Before Dying;
However, This Tutorial Will Do.
Deep Though My Joy, The Well Is Deeper Still,
Abysses Far Beyond My Thought And Will,
Yet Not Beyond My Boundless Love For You.
