(It was Our Gert's birthday yesterday as we came home from a Danube Cruise.  I wrote this in her card)

I’m sitting now upon this bog

Completing here the Captain’s log

With all my might I push and shove

With all my heart I write with love

“I hope you’ve liked this Danube cruise

I hope you’ve drunk enough free booze

I know you ate enough free food

So Happy Birthday to you, Jude.

When I was young I struck pure gold

You’re still not bad now that you’re old

Love doesn’t ever keep a score

But I do and you’re 64.

You might be wrinkled, old and grey

But in this verse I’d like to say

I know that it’s a little rude

But nonetheless I love you, Jude.”