Daddy, Daddy... I got a little poem for you: Happy Birthday to you, You are turning the 3 x 10, I really admire you, Especially now and then. I always like your funny farm stories Like when Uncle Greg chased you, Or when Grandpa made you test the ice, Knowing that you'd fall right through. But we can't stop laughing and giggling, When you talk of Doug the Mighty Bat Slayer Or one of the many stories where Grandpa says, "Doug, go get the matches." And once a week your religious duty...