IT doesn’t rhyme. It doesn’t sound good when sung either solo or en masse (unless, perhaps, being panted out by Marilyn Monroe). It seldom scans when personalised (unless you have a Christian name of exactly two syllables) and three of its four lines are exactly the same. Am I the only one who thinks that people deserve something a little better on their birthday?
Many have tried to usurp , hoping to dislodge it from its permanent number-one on the . Stevie Wonder had a good go with his own of 1981—although that was exclusively dedicated to Martin Luther King.
