Happy Birthday Mahnaz!
by Herbert Nehrlich
Well today is the day, as they say
not in March or September or May
that you party it up
at your poet fan club
I was going to write you a play.
But the gremlin that lives in my mind
who is tugging my ear from behind
he made sure I would lose
all the help from my muse
thus it follows I am in a bind.