BIRTHDAY BOY

I couldn't let Sam's birthday pass without marking it in some small way. And small is the word; it's so teeny-weeny, it doesn't even qualify as a drabble. So here is my tribute to Sam's birthday - brought to you through the medium of nursery rhymes!

Sam has decided for once to cut loose on his birthday. This may not be such a good idea ...

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Sammy had a little lamb

With thick mint sauce and fries

Three pints of beer, a row of shots and a plate of apple pies

He also had the chips and dips

And a latte – large – to go

And when Dean helped Sam home to bed, Sam's face was white as snow.

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