Birthday wishes to you, my royal friend of English grammar
A Prefect of school named Prince a pal Philip
Does this solemn day allow you Alex, to relax
and enjoy the score times two & a half
Or does the worry of 50 candles make you daff
That although you might huff & puff like a bad lobo
Tears will appear since reflecting upon sad mojo
Of an English Rose & your own Candles in the Wind