Birthday card and poem

Yesterday was my birthday. It was the last celebration of my forties. I received some cool gifts and a wonderful dinner out. E gave me this card with a poem he wrote:

A houseboy like him we say we need,
To iron, vacuum, clean up with speed.
His face is a mystery; his height, unknown.
But with what we know, who needs him full-blown?
A birthday gift of this boy I cannot make;
His number’s missing, a Hallmark mistake!
But on your birthday night, who needs this fawn?
I have you & you have me to ravish ‘til dawn!

Happy 49,
Your Hubby xoxo