Christina Sunrise


Ugo Print


On Lake Avenue, there is a business owner named Que.

He owns Ugo Print and he has a great crew.

His crew develops, creates and makes a new

your brochures, business cards and letterhead too.

Ugo Print took my artwork and enlarged it for a fair price,

better then Fed Ex, and staff is really nice.

Business cards of mine where printed with a great format,

Ugo Print made it great I can vouch for that.

Embroidery and screen printing Ugo does as well,

they are a full range printing company that does sell,

sell direct mail that makes your business boom,

print with Que who is exceptional and his employees too.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 8,2011
www.purplepoems.com www.christinasunrise.com

Submitted: Friday, September 09, 2011

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