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Always social organised to the minute high achiever a n unusable traveler ambitious had many friends loves food cheeses the family coffe torte played waterpolo robes all his domestic animals Michael the turtle Jake the dog a stinky white rat and the chooks widely traveled helped our family to raise money to build a library in Cambodia clever photographerWilling to listen to advice then flies exactly what he wants always smiling Quite private unlike gran who is an open book

In a world of ticking clocks and lists,  
A high achiever charts his course,  
With minutes trimmed and schedules brisk,  
Ambition is his steady horse.

His circle's vast, with laughter's glow,  
Friends gather 'round a torte and cheese,  
A water polo's rhythmic flow,  
And robes that dance on winds of ease.

Michael the turtle, Jake the dog,  
A rat with scents that boldly thrive,  
Chooks roam the garden's leafy bog,  
A home where vibrant stories live.

A lens that captures fleeting grace,  
Unfolding smiles in silent frame,  
He builds a Cambodian embrace,  
A library born of fund's acclaim.

Yet in his heart a quiet shore,  
Unlike the tales his gran would share,  
Listening as advice does pour,  
Then flying dreams through whispered air.

A life well-traveled, ever bright,  
A clever soul, so subtly known,  
He smiles as stars adorn the night,  
His private world calmly aglow.

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In a world of ticking clocks and lists, A high achiever charts his course, With minutes trimmed and schedules brisk, Ambition is his steady horse. His circle's vast, with laughter's glow, Friends gather 'round a torte and cheese, A water polo's rhythmic flow, And robes that dance on winds of ease. Michael the turtle, Jake the dog, A rat with scents that boldly thrive, Chooks roam the garden's leafy bog, A home where vibrant stories live. A lens that captures fleeting grace, Unfolding smiles in silent frame, He builds a Cambodian embrace, A library born of fund's acclaim. Yet in his heart a quiet shore, Unlike the tales his gran would share, Listening as advice does pour, Then flying dreams through whispered air. A life well-traveled, ever bright, A clever soul, so subtly known, He smiles as stars adorn the night, His private world calmly aglow.