In Liverpool where legends sing, Anfield's torches brightly bring, On this day of joyous mirth, Andy celebrates his birth. Candles flicker, casting glow, A dance of light, a warm tableau. Among the cheer and festive hue, Louis, the cockapoo, adores his cue. With wagging tail and gentle eyes, He bounds with joy, his heart a prize. Beside his dad, the world feels right, In Anfield's arms, amidst the night. So here's to Andy, laughter's friend, Whose joyous spirit knows no end. In glowing light, the moments blend, With love that only time can mend.