On this grand day, we raise a cheer, To Geoff, who marks his seventieth year. At Benchmarx and Travis, he's a gem, With stories and jokes, a true diadem. Oh, Everton blue beats in his heart, Supporting them always, never apart. In song, he finds his jolly way, Bringing smiles to all, come what may. A cup of tea, oh it must be strong, For Geoff, any weaker would be wrong. On Flissy's Thursdays, he's first in line, Lunch with colleagues, laughs intertwined. His heart belongs, both near and far, To Fran, his kids—his guiding star. Grandkids’ laughter fills the air, Noah and Ophelia, joy to share. Dexter, the dachshund, at his heel, A pint-sized shadow with grand appeal. In love and humor, Geoff you've led, A family legend, it must be said. So here's to Geoff, loved far and wide, With warmth and wisdom, his endless tide. May this day be as bright as can be, For he's cherished by all, eternally.