Boutique Poems - Poems about Boutique

It is not in what you are enjoying There are things you can't life is incomplete, beauty can't exist because. I must say again In it sweetness of life lives in the future already wasted....

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When Tom Sawyer opened his boutique His first ad caused people to scoff The wording caused the bad critique It said, "Tom Sawyer panties half off!"...

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Chasing stray dreams down the street I poked my head behind a sheet It hung there splashing shadows on ...

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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 ...

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Organic zero-waste stream permaculturally designed and cooperatively owned farms are no more or less Democratic-Boutique ecopolitics Than AgriBusiness extractive anti-ecological rather than restorative-ecosystemic therapy, competitively owned and Business as Usual capitalist-colonizing designed multinational conglomerates of anthro-hubris greed, are no more or less Totalitarian Universal Supremacist ecopolitics. I heard a young woman farmer raising grass-fed cattle on her small organic farm designed to restore health to Southern RedState topsoil, as well as...

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Giant Tiger or GT Boutique, has gained tremendous fame A classy discount shopping thrill, I'm not pulling your chain Mo said if money's your concern It's means less money to burn You and Christian Dior might be seen boarding a plane...

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He's always dressed in new clothes,always looking cute. Never smiling or angry,strangely keeping mute. His eyes pierces like d neighbourhood brute.Nothing moves him,the thud of drums or d melody of a flute. People admires him when they pass by.He never savours the moment,he never feels fly...

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