A happy 18th birthday to Jireh Hong
Who I can proudly say is an amazing ching-chong.
She talks all four corners from food to Grande,
about her amazing voice, not the Starbucks sized latte.
Speaking of drinks, milk tea is her crave,
An hourly dose to satisfy her own rave.
Passing two tests, she is now a pro-status artist in UP,
Not to mention merging art and sport to move on stage gracefully.

The Year of Seven was our first encounter,
Memorable it was, I clearly remember.
During that year there was a game on my birthday
too bad we lost pretty bad, so she cried on that day.
Today, I remember the last thing she did,
She slapped me so hard that even Krisa hid.
From Seven until today there were plenty of memories.
Memories that turned Legendary from mere simple stories.

When I was in Rage Mode, and people wanted to hide,
you were of the few who were helping on the side.
Hashtag specific, this is really all I have to say.
Patiently praying, patiently waiting every single day.

Your height, your might, and your appetite,
They give me insane amounts of fright.
But FACT: It is your heart, that I can say with ease,
that is as big or bigger than any of these.

So for crying out loud, stop working out,
Ya don't need it, gimme the benefit of the doubt.
So go enjoy your music and milk tea
AKA Hang Out more (hehe) with friends and family.
You deserve it hundred percent all the way
So thank you, I wish you a happy birthday.