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A chicken can be trussed but not be trusted A fiddle can be fit but never run You can enter with a flourish, though not flourishing And plants can also do this which is fun Myself I am quite plucky if you get me Enjoying plucking chances from the pack And looked forward to your birthday celebration After all 80 years ago’s a long way back I noted there was a table for those gifting Nothing floral required nor fruit to boot So I was limited to jigsaws or some knitting A book, a tiepin, some cufflinks or a newt I pondered on a goldfish soon dismissed it And struggled to forget, you like your wine So I guess my gift if not to be bubbly Could be a sub to fruity Playboy Magazine! Then I received a gut punch later when I was informed That you had slipped away quite informally It was good to have seen you dancing at your shindig And I shall forever cherish that sweet memory
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