At seventy years, Mic's a playful gent, With wisdom and laughter exuberantly spent. Penny by his side, with love never hollow, Leading the dance, he joyfully follows. Molly, the dog, with her tail in the breeze, Sniffs out the cake and the secrets of cheese. The trio of joy, they spin and they twirl, Adding layers of fun to Mic's birthday whirl. So here's to Mic, our jubilant sage, May your heart always dance upon life's vibrant stage!