Replicant Poem by Aram Stefanian

My spaceship hit on an enigmatic planet
Where everything resembled mother earth so closely
I was amazed to see a princess on a flying carpet
My friends and kinsmen, all revived and no more lonely

A happy hunting-ground it was for animated souls
With fairytale heroes who kept the lasting peace
It looked to me too perfect and I couldn't pick holes
I wished I stayed for good, enjoying pure bliss

When I ran into my replicant, it gave me the creeps
He led a busy life, seemed content with his lot
And never spoke to me, yet I could read his lips
Alas! Exchange places with me he could not