I dreamed Sunday night I was loony
and my grandfather was Mickey Rooney.
But wouldn't you know it
there's a wonderful poet
and her name could be Gwendolyn Mooney.
She's a poet, by gift and design
and her work is of deep sapphirine.
Happy Birthday, dear girl
from the Lim-erick Earl
may I toast you with Liebfraumilch Wine?
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