Eighteen years have swiftly flown, Ciaran, our pride, how you've grown. From laughter found in jokes and jest, To races where engines never rest. In dreams of warp and distant stars, And chuckles with the Only Fools’ bizarre, You've mapped your world with humor’s call, And Simpsons’ wisdom through it all. With pizza slices and milkshake swirls, And gaming quests that span new worlds, A PlayStation 5, your trusted guide, Through digital realms where legends stride. Dear son, in every laugh and game, In every goal and every aim, We're proud of you, the man you've become, With love undying, Dad and Mum.