Terry Hoffman Poems

Harambe, he enjoyed his life,
had nothing much to do.
He sat around and ate all day
in the Cincinnati Zoo.
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Give me a glass of real milk;
never mind that stuff called 'silk'.

I need the kind, tried and true;
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I am just a person
with the worst luck of all.
Now I'm going to take the time
and do some recall.
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Father Winter is departing;
Princess Spring is coming forth.
She's arriving from the south,
while he is going north.
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Spring is in the air'
That's such an old cliché,
but what else can apply
to such a lovely day?
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The world is my audience,
I play upon that stage.
If they stops their listening,
then I turn the page.
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I'm in love with that soft Easter bunny;
he's so cute and sometimes he is funny.
He delivers those eggs,
on his long bouncy legs,
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I love my Lucie,
she is everything to me.
That's how it should be.
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In spring time, the birds all do sing,
announcing what nature will bring.
New eggs in a nest,
a robin's love fest
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Sadness pushes at my souls,
rubs me in the ground.
Then I'll look up at a bird,
hear a rousing sound.
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