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Angelika Demers Poem
I like arizona iced tea.
Drinking it gives me glee.
When I read the bottle I see
The message it’s conveying to me.
I like arizona iced tea.
Copyright © Angelika Demers | Year Posted 2011
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Angelika Demers Poem
Do you know the cardboard man?
The one who is filled with joy?
He was walking along the street
The other day, acting very coy.
His head is made of a square box,
Smiling from corner to corner,
His face drawn on with sharpie,
Always watching Time Warner.
Copyright © Angelika Demers | Year Posted 2011
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Angelika Demers Poem
When I woke up I didn't expect to see
My face is changed, this isn't really me
I felt all around my nose and my cheeks
Everything was perfect, no more critiques
Then a smile grew on my face
Which lead to the surprising outcome of disgrace
All of my once-perfect teeth had somehow disappeared
And now I have everything to fear
Wishing for perfection is going to have consequence
Now, looking at my smile, there is the evidence.
Copyright © Angelika Demers | Year Posted 2011
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