Ah, Ben.
The girl crazy,
     beer-guzzling,
     drum-whacking,
     solid backing
to my world.
There’s an angel, giver of brilliant laments - 
     a hider and smiler, giver of security - 
     and you, giver of excess.
What would we do without you?
The world needs a Ben to spice it up.
You’re the action, the flavour, 
     and the laughter of it all.