Ode to Mr Pepples

There once was a man called Mr O.
He wasn't an ordinary Joe.

He could paint and draft,
These weren't his only crafts.

He liked to lie and fib
about when he was in his crib.

He was afraid of getting old
so to his youth he tried to hold.

He tried to make people believe that he arrived in '75
but that was just a bunch of jive.

He really arrived in '72,
the rest is just pooh-pooh.

We love the one who is 34!
Not the one full of lore.

He has a devilish grin
and is quite fit and trim.

Working underground
has caused his mind to be lost and found.

He used to dress with a stylish flare
but now jammies are all he wears.

Today is the day of his birth
I hope he knows his worth.

So Happy Birthday to you
Mr O born in 1972.

Happy Birhtday David!!!