Where
have you been now, oh Patrick me boy,
Before
your grand entrance that brought so much joy?
Were
you out in the starlight quite happy and free?
Had
you any idea who your parents would be?
Were
the comets your friends, Patrick Harris me boy?
Did
you reach toward the moon thinking "What a nice toy?"
Wherever
you've been, Patrick, welcome to Earth—
It's
a fairly nice place once you get past the birth.
You
will have the best care you could ask for, me lad,
From
Mika and Brian (you know, Mom and Dad),
Who
will give you a bed, healthy food, and much love
In
a home where you'll heighten the blessings thereof.
Three
things Grandma Linda and I wish for you:
May
the heaven within you guide all that you do;
May
the bumps on your path make you fearless and strong;
And may life for you,
Patrick, be happy and long.
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