... so I guess I'm not too late to wish PZ (Myers) a happy birthday.
His was one of the first blogs on my list, before I even knew what a blogroll was. And I still check it at least a couple of times daily.
But there's no way I'm going to be able to write him a poem, after reading the entries posted already. Unless a couple of lines of doggerel count.
Americans say P.
The rest of us, we
Say P. Zed.
Have a happy, P.Z!*
(*However you want to pronounce it.)