Moon's first quarter 23:44
St Barnabas (transference)
Today is Lynne Mather's 21st.
To Lynne, on this, your coming of Age
O' Lynne Mather, it's your birthday once more,
And it only seems yesterday that you were four,
With big glowing teeth, and glossy hair,
you don't resemble a mountain bear.
Oh no, tis something more regal and fine,
a good Regency chair or an old gold mine?
A description of you cannot be penned,
Unless by Byron, Wordsworth and friends,
For the likes of you, will always be,
Nasty and Monstrous and crooked of knee.