Sunday, 2 November 2025

Another year

Oi you old c@nt
You’ve made it this far,
insults galore from your uncle Andy and Co,
Yet you are loved you ol’ sod, in what we don’t always show.

“are you alright my Roy”
I can hear you mr uncle Andy say,
yes, we are blood and we are not that far away.

You are uniquely you
without a shadow of doubt,
you are blessed and have plenty to talk about.

Chairman of bored, that’s our little quirk,
you often made us all go berserk;
but you are with us until the higher power says,
today is a celebration, so for today I am sure you can stay.

”Happy birthday our Roy x”
Jason
3rd November 2025

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