Motley Is A Fool's Uniform

May the candles on your cake
Burn like the cities in your wake!

May your deeds with sword and axe
Rival those with sheep and yaks.

They stole your sword, your gold, your house
Took your sheep but not your spouse

This one lesson you must learn
First you pillage, then you burn!

Hippy Bathday to all those people born roughly 9 months and 11 days after the Festive season! That, from among my friends, is kriste, molokov_au, kwoll, and (just) starfirephoenix. Interestingly enough, the statistical blip is more pronounced if you only consider eldest children. <grin>

This message has been brought to you by fond memories of finally convincing my high school maths teacher that birthday's were not randomly distributed at all.