Birthdays everywhere!

Marie-Claire DeJarnett, you are twenty-one! This here is your birthday poem; it's only just begun! I hope your special day was nothing short of great and that this poem makes you think, "Man, I miss Kate."

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Look, there we are, just a couple of weeks ago! (We make pretty convincing Asians, if I do say so.) You are big time cheesing for this photograph, and you never fail to make me laugh!

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I wish I could speak French like you; vraiment vraiment je fais. That would have rhymed if it had been English. (I think, but I might be wrongish.)

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I'm glad that you stayed around Lex this summer and that I've gotten to see you some. I can't wait to be back with you at school because living in the apartments is going to be oh-so-cool.

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Remember when we were wee little freshmen not so long ago? Back then I thought college would feel really slow. Unfortunately, it has gone much much too fast. We haven't had enough homework hangouts, Target trips, and nights in the caf!

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So next year we must vow to have lots of fun together! Because I need Marie in my life like I need sunny weather! I'm glad that you were born 21 years ago today. You make the world a prettier, Frenchier, curlier place!

p.s. I re-read this later and realized that some of it doesn't rhyme at all! Some and summer!? C'mon, Kate! I am going to leave it in its original state, though.