Olivia's Birthday

Here's the poem I gave to Olivia with some fake flowers and a button that said: "Better not pout!" =)

Hi.
[Warning: The following document contains sarcasm intended for humor.]
[In other words, take EVERYTHING as a joke. Smile =)]

These flowers are for you,
And yes, they did cost more than a dollar or two.
Look at the price tags, and you will see...
that you mean a bit more than $7 to me. ;)

The button is also for you,
so don�t pout, smile! - it�s a much better thing to do.
Read this poem today,
and be happy and bright as a sun�s ray.

Because you are the wind beneath my wings.
The light the end of the tunnel brings.
You are the apple of my life,
and the sharp edge of the knife.

Pathetic this poem is,
I know that, because 1�m d4 c0mput3r w1z.
I hope you find it funny,
even though it�s not sweet like honey.

I�m trying desperately to keep this rhyming,
hopefully it�s cheerful as a chime chiming.
This poem is becoming pitiful,
the only rhyme I could think of was "kitty full"!

Now I�ll get to the point,
before arthritis plagues a joint.
So on this day, the 21st of May,
I wish you a happy birthday. =)

-Guess =)