A group I sing with used to do a medley of B-day songs including the regular "Happy Birthday" song, the morbid one about people dying (see above), and the following: the one from the Flintstones: Happy anniversary, happy anniversary Happy anniversary, happy anniversary Happy happy happy happy happy anniversary etc (you get the idea) and ending with Why were you born so beautiful? Why were you born at all. You're no bloody use to anyone, You're no bloody use at all! (yes, I know - we're a jolly lot up here in the North!) Moira
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