30th of November,
T'was the day I could remember;
I stretched my lips into a smile,
Acknowledged your special day from a mile.
You're playful and witty,
Your mole is such a cutie.
We both become aware,
We can be like bare bears.
My pleasure I became your foster mother,
It was as if I'm your fairy godmother.
I'm grateful to be like one,
Our strong bond just began.
30th of November,
T'was the day before December;
You were slicing your cake into pieces,
I can't wish for anything else other than your happiness.