But last night my friend . . .

I heard you singing
the birthday blues

HIPP HIPP HIPP
I AM STILL A HIPPIE

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meanwhile the clock strikes 00:00
elves fairies and the flower children 
are joyously singing
~¤~

 HIPP HIPP HURRAY
FOR THE ETERNAL HIPPIE

But on the bay
a conspiracy was made
poetbays numerologist
gave you your numbers
57 fifty - seven

no no no never

five seven
you are still an eleven
no no no not five seven
5+6 will be your numbers

and I can still hear you singing. . .

no no
no five seven 
five six
is my numbers

Play with your drumrolls my friend
write your poems
light up the world
keep the spirit of the hippies alive
here on the bay
Hipp hipp hurray - another ray 
I wish you many golden years my friend. . .
Oh!I almost forgot!
Pythagoras wishes you happy birthday!
and before I leave the land of dreams I send you a rose
with all the colours of the rainbow
that will never wither
 
HIPP HIPP HURRAY
ETERNAL HIPPIE OF THE BAY!!!