Here's to thirty,
Here's to feisty,
An ode worth writing,
Or better, sing nightly.
Be it dreams aligning,
Or better, stars a-shining,
Here's an ode to thirty,
Let not our paths be winding.
Ahead are waves so mighty,
Steer us, oh, so gently,
Here's an ode to thirty,
If we stray, may it be slightly.
Thus far, life's shape is taking,
To its realities we are waking,
Here's an ode to thirty
Keep us bold and sturdy.
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