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Quietus Proprietus (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
You should have seen her,
though her Tiffany time had stopped
she was in the perfect autumn ensemble !
Her pleated russet Votre-Nom slacks
flowed as she kicked her tumbleweed Nine-
West shoes proudly strutting out of Saks
Fifth ave wearing a pumpkin Ralph Lauren
sweater; a soulful salve. And neatly tucked
under her arm an olive hand bag: Fendi. But
none of it could defend her against the
cold black Lincoln fender that made all
of the pretty October colors scatter.
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