Salinger's a special girl,
He spins the vinyl, he makes us twirl.
His way with words, he's got such flair,
Love's his bro, I do declare.
He makes shartwork in his back yard,
He can be turdly, he'll bust your nards.
It's all in fun, let me make that clear,
Cuz he's the funniest pug, both far and near.
I'd tell you about his batchellorette,
but I haven't got permission yet.
He may have gone to some bodegas,
But what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Today he best get lots of loot,
For special meals just turn to doots.
We love you Sal, and that's no lie,
So today we celebrate a hell of a guy!
Happy Birthday Salinger!
Your Sunflower Sistas