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Hi Barb and other friends, English is sometimes very hard to me, because the words mean something I didn't know. Sometims they mean something complete different than I think or know. So I hope you will excuse me for that. I've writtenmore poems, but most of them are in Dutch. So, here is the third one called : The Imposter Who is that person living in my body? Why does he take over the steering whenever he likes? Hey, you inside me, stay of the brakes, let me take some pills then I kick you out of my life. But he is very strong this imposter He is not leaving allthough I'm dancing the Jive Wilder and wilder and he is still not leaving I take some more pills, then I KICK you out of my life !!!!!! Good, he's taking a rest so I can talk to this guy and ask him: 'will you please get out of my life?" He won't listen to begging or threathening, so we now share this body We argued a lot but finally laid down our knife. We are working together now in this 44 years old body. I'm working, working and working, that's because I like There is so much to be done, I do it WITH him Every day is the start, of the rest of my life Kees Paap june 2, 1994