On Dave With-The-Nose-Ring's birthday we celebrated large
He had a photo gallery opening
and handed out his cards
After the gallery opening we all took him out for beers
His friends came up from R-Town
they had the good Cuban cigars
And because it was Dave's birthday
We drank and puffed cigars
He had a flask we drank from so our bill wasn't too large
When night drew to a close
Our party all went home
but it wasn't Dave's birthday at all (so why'd I write this poem?)
