Here is a limerick that I have written in dedication to you.
There once was a young man called Mikey
who read lots of strange books by Ikey
He saw someone shift shape
a lizard and not an ape
and made some on HH say crikey.
There was a young man with clawed feet
Who thought the worst crime was to teach
So he burned down the schools
And the woodworking tools
And hung swastikas made from old sheets.