Just a week to go for the birthday celebrations,
Some of you must be concluding your Plummy deliberations;
Whipping up some juicy anecdotes and posts,
Which can be read with much glee by the party hosts.
With doors shut, the brain firing on all twelve cylinders,
Time perhaps to pen down the life’s goofy blunders;
Creative juices sloshing about, a tissue restorative by your side,
Between us bosom pals, there is never a thing to hide.
There are no contests to be entered into, nor any prizes to be won,
Either with your brain or with your heart, just pen down a juicy one;
The soft inner glow of happiness is all that you would require,
A rainbow of adulation around your shoulders you will surely acquire.
(Relates post: https://ashokbhatia.wordpress.com/2014/10/15/an-invitation-for-the-residents-of-plumsville)
ashokbhatia 
A delightful poem that indeed brings a halo around your wonderful way of penning the verses. They just seem to flow out like a gurgling stream:)
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What ho, indeed! I wish you the very best for the birthday festivities ahead.
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