For Andrew, who's having a rough time at work lately

He likes to work at night and snore all morning
Great ideas strike him without any warning
He works hard to keep what he has and get what he wants
He's not just improved but saved my life more than once

He plays the banjo but stops if you ask
Very seldom is he not up to a task
He's thoughtful and sweet
He doesn't like veg, only meat

He likes to stay in and not go out
Who could it be that I'm talking about?

Not a monkey or a horse
Not a cat or a duck; it's Andrew, of course!

Andrew is clever and Andrew is strong
And he'll be the first to tell you he's hardly ever wrong
Once you know him he's not easily forgotten
He won't touch fabric other than cotton

All these quirks are his, like he is mine.
He won't like this ending cos it doesn't quite rhyme