Twenty three years and nine months ago
my mother and father concieved me
she grew for a while
and spewed lots of bile
then she pushed and she pushed
and unsheathed me.
I emerged through the blood of her vaginal clam
like a hairless and flesh colored pearl
they bathed me and praised me
they tested and tazed me
then sent me out into the world.
Now we take time to remember that day
by doing the most reasonable thing
singing a song
with family and friends
and eating cake and ice cream?