They say it's your birthday.
Happy Birthday to you!
Are you one?
Are you two?
Are you three?
Are you four?
Are you five?
...I'll be typing for the rest of the day at this rate,
so I'll skip down a bit....
Are you ninety-nine?
Are you one hundred?
That's a "Yes" -- ONE HUNDRED YEARS OLD!!!
Happy 100th, Fenway Park! :)
(Postscript: It's too bad the Red Sox lost on your big day. Party poopers.)
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