It's Doctor Seuss's birthday
I hear the Google sing.
And when we hear the Google say
"Dr Seuss, Hip Hop Hooray
Today's the day which is your day"
It's not the time to run away
But come and bring your fluffy Thyng
That hides in cupboards and goes "PING!"
And join us all in that vase called Ming
Along with a fish by the name of Ling
And all together we'll loudly sing:
"Happy Birthday (not Yule)!
All your writing's so cool!
Happy Birthday, dear Doctor.
All your rhymes really rule!"
And when your caky day is done
And you've admired the setting sun
We'll let the Google close that box
We know contains a Fox in Socks.
The Tweetle Beetles and their kin
Happily repose therein.
A Cat sleeps comfortable and fat
Clutching his misshapen Hat.
And while we quietly take our leave
We find we smile and cannot grieve;
Because you taught us how to read.
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