Breakfast At Accesorize Poem by Nick Hilton
Breakfast At Accesorize
Walking down the boulevard,
Like she owned the streeet,
Proclaiming to anyone she saw,
Accesorize is where i eat,
They looked at her and stared,
She just walked on by,
The more you keep on walking she said,
The more that time will fly,
She ain't no Audrey Hepburn,
And i ain't gunna float her ship,
But as long as she keeps on walking,
That waitress 'll get a tip.
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5/5/2024 1:13:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You nade me smile on a gray and gloomy day. That ought to be worth a ten, wouldn't you say?