You are growing stronger
In body, spirit and mind
I am getting older
Leaving decades behind.

You are tough, you mine data,
You surf first and think later,
And your crawler fast as light
Wanders madly in the night.

You work hard to squeeze a thesis
From the world wide web of feces
You live abroad on the sunny coast
To You, my son I propose a toast.


In the stately ova office
Clinton grimly counts his losses,
Plumpy interns taking turns,
Many wonderful returns.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERGEY....20th years old