In Which My Own Dear Personal Sister (XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX)

'Tis beer day; so my sister hath declared

Though per my calendar this is the date

Some (censored) years way back our mom was spared

The further joys of pregnancy. I hate

To out her in this way but Sister Kris

Is old enough to (Oh, redacted) be

(This section lost to viruses) now. Miss

Sherrod the younger spends this day as she

Likes best: with foamy brew and TV sports

And then a live Trailblazers game. Don't say

I told you it's her birthday; out of sorts

Is not the way to leave her on this day.

Just play some ABBA and some A-HA, then

Wait till next year to do it all again!