Zele
Way back when she was young,
She never thought she would come this so far.
Pose after post, she always sticks out her tongue.
Then her smile twinkled like a humble star.
A mind full of ideas and exploration,
Fueled with infinite determination, excellence, and honor as they speak.
Her savant hands that make her unique,
And that's the birthday girl, Veronique.
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