Many friends who are born in the month of May,
Are destined to have, everywhere a greater say.
I hope for the hopeless, they are a glowing ray,
They write their destiny, toiling all night and day.
When sun is shining, they make the most of hay,
While others are idling, awake for long they stay.
That’s the secret why, they are happy and gay,
And all the trials and tribulations are kept away.
In their birth month, beatitude for eternity I pray,
For now I have only this much repertoire to portray.
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