If I were witty enough,
It would not be so tough,
To wrap a Sonnet as a gift,
And put an iambic bow on it.
Or could get you a champagne
Full of Villanelle to entertain
And poured out in a tulip glass
To the exact syllables to suit your class.
And would have written a Triolet that rhymes,
To praise your poetic quality that outshines.
Would've written a ballad to depict your fame.
Or penned acrostic pearls be fitting your name
Owing to this glitch and my limited capability,
For not able to say in verse to your compatibility,
I've plucked some simple words from my heart to covey;
My mentor and friend, many happy returns of the day.
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