Allah Akbar,
And what is great—
The eternal master of all fate.
Witness all beneath the sun,
A world of works that have been done,
As He is indeed the one and only.
Praise be that we are never lonely,
As we are relieved of the curse.
May we embrace the universe.
BIRTHDAY BRAVE
Of the Twelve Heavens
And the 95 moons of Jove,
There you’ll find Chris Evans
Sitting on his treasure trove.
With mastery and conviction,
A hearty sense of determination,
Living without any contradiction,
All ablaze in his illumination.
Like a surgeon with a suture,
He’s making a great plan,
Laying ground for a future,
Got the makings of a powerful man.
As today is the 21st, and there’s no time for a card afore your special day, my good man,
I thought perhaps a bit more of my mischievous mirthful wordsmithing:
BIRTHDAY BRAVE
Of the Twelve Heavens
And the 95 moons of Jove,
There you’ll find Chris Evans
Sitting on his treasure trove.
With mastery and conviction,
A hearty sense of determination,
Living without any contradiction,
All ablaze in his illumination.
Like a surgeon with a suture,
He’s making a great plan,
Laying ground for a future,
He’s got the makings of a man.