For my girlfriend's birthday cake, I wrote a small haiku about how we share birthdays on the same month.
Dueling Tauruses
vie for birthday attention
fighting Irish wins.
A lesson when ordering your cake: never convey the cake's message by phone. Also, don't expect the person on the other line to know how a haiku works.
Happy Birthday, sweetheart. Now I owe you a poem with the line "fighting Irish winds" somewhere in it.
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