William definitely wants a piece of birthday cake. Or cookie. Or biscuit. Or pizza crust. Whatever you got, he looks ready ❤️

There once was a kitty named Pickle

She was cute and loved a nice tickle

Under her chin and ears

But beware, her tum brings tears

Because with tickles, sweet Pickle is fickle.

Edit for line spacing and to say - she looked like she needed a poem about her. I’m sorry, I can only write limericks.

Patiently waiting.