Being a couch potato,
There I was lying.
A terror clamour came by,
Leaving my luncheon...
To the room, I rushed.
" I have nothing to wear! "
Snivel my sister Mair.
In the tone of clair,
I said...
Woollen pullovers and jackets,
Along with long pants and stockings.
Cher! can't u bear the winter flare?
Attires of pure cotton,
That weavers weave
Saves you from stinky solstice sudor at ease.
When it's raining cats and dogs,
What doesn't permit water to crawl through?
Isn't it your sou'westers blue?
Carmine, Peach, Fawn,Hazel..
And lo!
Black conquers the fashion world in the fall.
Don't worry about what you wear,
Your smile goes with every gear.
Petit! fantasies about those in dispair,
Who doesn't have an attire to wear.
- Angelina Charlie
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Importance of clothes
PoetryHello everyone ..... This poem is all about the importance of clothes. Some of us actually throw away the clothes that are old and which are still in good condition....rather than throwing away those clothes we could actually give those clothes to t...
