Hapi Birthday

A Statue a day
keeps the dawning away,
tier layered the stars and Crowley the bars,
Appollo to Mars --
she-he dons dress and sternfully waits
held houselight to guide Dick District its fates
in a most monumental Light porn,
Consort goodwood teeth and cherry tree down
Erector set street sigils drawn
all spring to life at Summer's end veil.
The Baby is born!
Cradled in Armistice such heavy volume,
A Book not of Law but a date,
crowned candles seven in cake,
with most assuredly, a rich Bavarian cream.