No More Birthdays
Don't swing the umbrella in the store, Mother said.
There are all these glass jars of spaghetti sauce
above your head that can fall on you & you can die.
Then you won't be able to go to tonight's party,
or go to the bowling alley tomorrow.
And instead of celebrating your birthday with soda & cake,
we'll have anniversaries of your death with tea & crackers.
And you father & I won't be able to eat spaghetti anymore
because the marinara sauce will remind us of you.
- Hal sirowitz
There are all these glass jars of spaghetti sauce
above your head that can fall on you & you can die.
Then you won't be able to go to tonight's party,
or go to the bowling alley tomorrow.
And instead of celebrating your birthday with soda & cake,
we'll have anniversaries of your death with tea & crackers.
And you father & I won't be able to eat spaghetti anymore
because the marinara sauce will remind us of you.
- Hal sirowitz
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