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Monique's Mystique Boutique

Once a little girl named Monique Dreamt of opening up a boutique Between the creek and clinique Thought long of every technique Her sign above would be no antique It would glow and actually speak “Hello we’re MYSTIQUE - Open every day of the week Come on in, have a peek We sell clothes that are chic Indian silks from the Sikh Colourful lace and batik For women of every physique You’ll love us, we’re unique And for lunch, stay fill your beak Try Mom’s soup of fenugreek and leek“ While others were playing hide-and-seek Little Monique dreamt of opening her boutique Submitted on March 9, 2021 Posted on March 17, 2018

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