**Happy Birthday, Tigs!**
Hope your special day is going well, @the-burning-tiger, and that you’re being spoilt rotten by your nearest and dearest! Though time has robbed me of gifting you a b’day fic, I hope this ridiculous rhyme makes you smile!!
LY! ;-)) XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
A Birthday Poem For Tigs!
Happy birthday, dearest Tigs, my fellow over 40s Brit!
Bet you’re knee-deep in a patchwork quilt or had the urge to knit,
Unless artwork’s in the pipeline or a flowerbed or two,
With your darling cats for company, as well as Mr Boo!
Maybe writing took your fancy, hope you have The Best Laid Plans,
For The Start Of A New Chapter to delight your many fans,
Is There Anybody There who isn’t Spellbound by your words?
Always killing me with slow burns, guess your Beta never learns!
Perhaps you’re walking country lanes or combing beaches for some stones,
Though Evertonian and Manx, The Isles of Scilly’s in your bones,
Are you munching on white chocolate after playing clarinet,
Or reading something off your bookshelves, daily yoga targets met?
Is the ipad being scrolled as you sing songs from Eurovision?
Maybe Mary’s talking Greek or Doctor Who is on a mission,
Having pizza without sweetcorn, (don’t trust food you can’t digest),
While you Netflix all the comic books and finally take a rest,
But however should you spend this day, I trust you’ll spend it well,
Be indulgent, unrepentant, like our beloved, Ragnor Fell!
Hope you’re smiling, being cuddled and, above all, having fun,
Sending lots of love and wishes you’ll have many more to come!