Tony's Ginger Cat - Poem by Elia Michael
Face white he came running in
From his mouth a loud shriek
What is it? I cried
In baby Cypriot Greek he replied
Fo'ate Tonys jitinon gato!
Or Scared be Tony of yellow cat!
For those who know no Greek
To which I laughed
But then remembered
He was only two
Half my age
At that precise moment in time
This treasured brother of mine
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