Happy Birthday, Infinite's Hoya! #2
Ode to ye, fine specimen. You smile brighter than the lights of the thousand flames, igniting the night sky like candle flames in the darkened nightstand of a pitch black room. Your eyes they glint, mischievous as a child, but contained within them the wisdom only achieved by the great of great men. Your movements, your dance, the poetic movement of your body like the flow of the clearest of creek waters rushing down the stream, nourishing the greenery and the flowers, the bright array of colours among the pastel green leaves. Your laugh is like the melody created by the gentlest of harps, the most delicate of violins, the most whimsical of flutes. Your lovely heart and your gorgeous soul shines through the corporeal form of Hoya.
Oh Hoya, you succeed in making this fan bust out in verses of B-grade poetry fit for the ultimate prize at the annual cheese fest in the city of Cheeseopia on the continent of Utter Cheese.
Happy Birthday. This beautiful earth was made even more beautiful the day you were brought into it. Continue to dazzle us with your presence, your beautiful, stunning smile and the kind, gentle soul that rests beneath that tough but tender exterior. Continue to wow us with your amazing talents and gifts and your beautiful work on the stage and may this celebration of the day of your birth bring you and Infinite abundance of fame and popularity and the acknowledgement your so rightfully deserve.
Oh Hoya.
UNF.