Gather round now friends and kin,
A celebration is at hand.
Bang the cymbals, tap the tins,
Lasting long past setting sun.
Starting on a lifelong journey,
Set a mark to state your case.
There’s no resting for the weary
In this helter-skelter pace.
Kiss your partner. Kiss again.
Fill your glasses to the top.
Turn your faces to the wind,
Forever after has begun.
Still outside the noise continues.
There will be no sleep tonight.
Only visionary vistas,
Dreams of heaven wrapped in lace.
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