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Striving For Stefanov

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A bit of a poem about an aspect of my life

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Stefanov is a good ol’ mate of mine,

He’s a Russian lad, living in Australia.

He’s there for me, every time,

Without him, I’m a shaky failure.

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He’s quite small, but he packs a punch,

We have lots of fun together,

We get drunk!

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He has his flaws though, quite a few,

He leaves me for days at a time,

he takes my money occassionally,

But when he comes back, I let him explain.

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Stefanov, when he’s not with me,

is working around at many different places,

meeting new people, greeting new faces,

I’m not the only friend he has, he has at least 20!

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When Stefanov influences me a tad too much,

I get angry and solemn and sometimes break stuff!

I become a farce of myself and it’s all his fault!

Stefanov is a potent guy, take him in small doses.

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Stefanov comes barging on into my mind most days,

like he lives up there, and throws tantrums in the room of my brain!

When he does this, I bend to his will,

I meet up with him, and he with me.

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Our usual thing is what we do,

we drink, drink, drinkypoo!

At the end of the night, he leaves me, dry.

I make plans for the following day, to reunite.

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Stefanov isn’t a man, he’s not even a person,

He’s a bottle of vodka. My curse, my demon.

The bane of my life, yet sometimes quite pleasant!?

My name is Mr. goat, and I’m an alcoholic person.

*”Hello Mr. Goat, welcome to Alcoholics Annoyingness”*

 

 

 

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