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About Lama Peach

  • About Lama Peach

  • Long ago and far away,
  • A chick was born - around late May,
  • Her hair was black, her skin was white,
  • My God, she looked a dreadful sight!

  • The other chicks they all did wail:
  • "We've never seen a chick so pale,
  • You really are a funny bird,
  • In fact - your looks are quite absurd!"

  • Her mind was full of many tricks,
  • Of frogs and toads and pick-up-sticks,
  • Her shoes were red, her stockings blue,
  • Perhaps a wig - she never knew.

  • She went to school for half-past eight
  • (Her mother walked her to the gate),
  • She'd meet her friends, they'd have a cluck,
  • She never really gave a toss.




  • But as the years went rolling by,
  • And one by one the chicks did fly,
  • Lama knew she too must go,
  • But to what, or where, she did not know.

  • And as her clothes and shoes were strange,
  • She crafted and designed a range -
  • A crazy mix, without a care,
  • Of something that she'd love to wear!

  • So now you all can go on line
  • And take a peek at what is mine.
  • As after all we're dead a while!

  • And if you too have style and flair,
  • Let Lama show you what to wear!
  • For those of you who like to be
  • An INDIVIDUAL just like me.
  • Dedication

  • This site I dedicate to three,
  • The most important things to me,
  • That is what it's all about,
  • I love them all without a doubt.

  • To darling Jack the biggest one,
  • To Freddie boy my ray of sun,
  • Then little Tom so small and fair,
  • With flowing locks of golden hair.

  • The one thing that I hope and pray,
  • Is that you reach your dreams one day,
  • See everyone can learn to fly,
  • Just flap your wings reach to the sky.
  • Always and Forever. XXX
  • Thanks & Acknowledgement

  • There's others too that I must thank,
  • My mum, my dad, Ooh yes, the bank!,
  • Without the help from many more,
  • I couldn't have opened any door.

  • Original chick illustration by
  • Maja Meschede.
  • In The Beginning

  • Lama's story now will grow,
  • It's going to be a kinda show.
  • So if you want to find out more
  • Come back soon, just push the door.

  • It's always open,
  • Come and see
  • What fun we'll have
  • My chicks and me!
  • Two Become Three!

  • Now let me introduce the crew,
  • It's really easy cos we're two,
  • Lama Peach, of course, that's me
  • And then there's Al who makes tea!

  • OHH! Forgot to mention little Jack
  • Who's worked so hard upon his mac,
  • He's been fab, he is a star
  • And one day soon he will go far.

  • Now as the days and weeks go by,
  • The chicks will start to multiply,
  • So visit soon and you will see
  • That two will certainly be three!
  • Crazy

  • For those of you who have met me,
  • Will know I'm crazy as can be,
  • That's why this site is written so,
  • In rhyming verse that has a flow.

  • And once you get in to the way,
  • Of speaking like this everyday,
  • It's very easy and great fun
  • Unless, of course, you're only one!
  • Sad

  • Al is sad and cross today,
  • I don't know why, she wouldn't say,
  • I said she had to act her age
  • or else I'd make her go back stage,
  • To help the little chicks below
  • Who worked so hard to make this show!
  • Stranger

  • I can see you over there,
  • Having fun without a care,
  • A handsome look, a gazing eye,
  • A wondrous smile as you go by.

  • But not is all so clear and bright
  • As you venture in the night.
  • You hide a lot away from view,
  • So no one sees the real you.

  • I can see you over there,
  • A tender soul with love to share.
  • Another face, a saddened look,
  • Appears behind the faded book.

  • Take my hand and come this way,
  • The night is turning into day,
  • The moon it dims, the sun appears,
  • More clearly after passing years.

  • I can see you over there,
  • A mirror that we both can share,
  • So take a look and have no fears,
  • The beauty is our falling tears.
  • Passion

  • A fire burns within our souls,
  • A passion fills the lonely space,
  • A longing in our heart desires
  • Such beauty there before our face.

  • An understanding we both share
  • Now dances in the darkened room,
  • Lighting up the path ahead -
  • Be gone with dread and dreary gloom!

  • For in that moment we are free
  • To love our minds we know so well.
  • Be thankful, then, for wondrous life
  • Enjoy the magic of its spell.

  • And when the dawn comes creeping in,
  • Will those thoughts and visions fade?
  • Amongst the tired streets we search -
  • Our time has gone, it's history made.

  • The pictures that we painted there
  • Will never fade or die,
  • This art remains forever
  • Under sun or cloudy sky.
  • Time

  • Time passes, memories fade.
  • Faces bright fall in to shade.
  • The sun is setting in the sky,
  • With tears of sadness in my eye.

  • A yearning for that youthful gaze,
  • A saddened heart for hazy days.
  • Where are you now? Why did you go?
  • That faded past that I loved so!

  • The dreaming of those fun-filled days
  • Now haunts my ever-changing ways.
  • A beauty lost, a treasure found
  • Lies deep beneath the hardened ground.

  • Keep searching but to find that gold,
  • A shining jewel that time has sold.
  • One fleeting chance it did not see
  • Was knowing love inside of me.