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Yo, yo, yo, it’s Mom’s big day, Forty-five candles, let’s laugh and say—Hooray! She’s bakin’ that bread, healthy and sweet, Kneadin’ it strong, can’t be beat! Four teens runnin’ wild, oh what a sight, One’s on a phone, one’s on a kite! The husband’s in the corner, cracking a joke, Spillin’ some punch, oh man, he’s a poke! Mom, you rock with your spatula flair, Healthy bread smells floatin’ through the air! Teens all around, makin’ noise like a band, But you keep it cool, you got the upper hand