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Nov 2016
Have you heard of the word
That sounds like the squeak
One would make from your beak
If you had one? It’s fleek!

If you say, “She’s on fleek,”
With eyebrow perfection
She needs no correction
In shape and in peak

Now anything’s on fleek
That’s on point and ideal
From skateboards to hash browns
In taste, look or feel

It’s about 2 years old
That’s antique in webspeak
And now that you know it,
You’re part of the clique

It sounds like a combo
Of flawless and sleek
Neither Latin nor Greek
Still not sure if it’s chic

We used to say hot,
Or da bomb, or pristine.
If on fleek is passe’,
Just say, “yaasss, Queen!”
Copyright 7/17/16 Freddie Bercovitz
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Freddie Bercovitz
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