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Elegantly tall and slim The face a cool façade Of competence; no-one sees in The world is far too hard Hair of gold, expertly coiffed Her nails are manicured And filed; pretty but not to soft Her aura: self-assured She reclines against her chair Commands of the garçon A thé-au-lait; a regal stare - He runs to be her pawn Dark glasses reveal soft eyes A smile touches her lips Her true persona she must hide From work relationships Her life may not be easy, but One pleasure's undenied To sit on the Champs-Elysées And watch the world go by
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May 12, 2010
May 12, 2010 at 6:01 AM UTC
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Elegantly tall and slim The face a cool façade Of competence; no-one sees in The world is far too hard Hair of gold, expertly coiffed Her nails are manicured And filed; pretty but not to soft Her aura: self-assured She reclines against her chair Commands of the garçon A thé-au-lait; a regal stare - He runs to be her pawn Dark glasses reveal soft eyes A smile touches her lips Her true persona she must hide From work relationships Her life may not be easy, but One pleasure's undenied To sit on the Champs-Elysées And watch the world go by
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May 12, 2010
May 12, 2010 at 6:01 AM UTC
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