When i am out and about
talking to people
They ask me where i am from
I tell them; I came from the planet Zet
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She is a majestic and mystic princes,
reincarnated true the flames of endless love and war,
crowned with the glory of her forefathers
who raised her from the ashes of the middle ages, and
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The golden daffodils gleam in the sunshine.
Their bobbing heads are gently dancing in the breeze,
glancing at the tulips; plump and red, like red wine
standing still beneath the naked trees.
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Evil queen insomnia
let me sleep in a deep slumber
let me dream;
of familiar - unfamiliar faces,
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I am a spoiled, lazy ginger cat
I am lying on the sofa all day long
And yes, i am a cat that is very fat
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Calling you a dog it is little unfair.
Because you my friend
may have four legs and a tail,
long ears that drag on the floor
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What is a man?
He is a husband
He is a lover
He is a father
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This poem was written by my father Peter Traykoski one week before he died from pancreatic cancer on 17 April 2001
The leaves on the trees have changed color
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