On your birthday, may you drink and eat cake,
From worries and cares may you take a break,
While your followers laud, applaud your name,
Rare nobleman are you, dearest Owain,
So, I give you this first Rondeau I make.
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Oh, Poet, your Brit wit never forsake,
Your Windswept and love poems make my heart quake.
But today is your day, not one of the same,
On your birthday, may you drink and eat cake!
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Language Master, today, pray your bows take,
For so graciously you read for our sake,
Our rock, mentor, gentle friend, you, Owain,
Modestly, you never bask in your fame.
Perhaps go out, partake Porterhouse steak,
On your birthday, may you drink and eat cake!
