Damn near everybody Except those quite
naïve
We met back in the 70s The days of
Broadways "Hair"
Unfortunately after the Guard Your head
gave off a glare!!
Though way too young to retire Youve
got hobbies galore
Golf and collecting watches And painting,
though youre no connoisseur
Youve an English Bulldog named Ruppert
Quite proud of him are you
And well you should be Neil He resembles
you through and through!!
Neil, youre easy to love With qualities
that attract people en masse
But weve gotta be honest on your birthday
You can be a real pain in the ass
Phyllis, Rebecca and Gaby Know how to keep
you in line
Who could be more lucky In your life, they
are the sunshine!!
"What goes around, comes around"
Are the only rules of the game
Especially in your household Where retribution
is never tame
Unhappy working for others You disliked
taking direction
So you started your own business And quite
successful, upon reflection!!
Although its quite ironic Looking
back its kinda funny
In the Guard, Steve and Ira were the brains
And you, the Brawny, Gun Bunny
Now youre a Natty dresser But a ball-breaker
to the core
Extremely funny and caring Always ready
to argue a little more!!
Yes, everyone has a game Which is played
with beauty and grace
Yours just happens to be The last word
in someones face
When looking for a response A response
is what theyll hear
Since you have to behave at home Where
your familys instilled some fear!!
We know as soon as we stop Youll
come charging to rebut
But thats not as scary When in golf,
you try to putt
Okay, okay, Happy Birthday And this comes
straight from our heart
We thoroughly love your friendship And
youre really not an old fart!!
Your friendship is really special And we
tease out of respect
But in a moment of seriousness To us, you
are near perfect
Neil, youre quite remarkable And
weve had a little fun