Candice Renoir Poem by Pierre Rausch

Candice Renoir



The address she had given the driver
We're going to find this
I'm going to suggest she calls
What difference does that make

The airport, a new residence, Candice Renoir
I sell you works of art, Candice Renoir
Willingness to help. Candice Renoir
Candice Renoir, Candice Renoir

The back of the neck was burning
Facing habits and clothes turning
Want us to live together
Contrary to the appearance

The airport, a new residence, Candice Renoir
I sell you works of art, Candice Renoir
Willingness to help. Candice Renoir
Candice Renoir, Candice Renoir

Candice, Candice Renoir

I wouldn't know, I've never cheated
Don't get to excited, a wedding is exhausting
Hearing the birds, listening to the trees

Candice, Candice Renoir

I wouldn't know, I've never cheated
Don't get to excited, a wedding is exhausting
Hearing the birds, listening to the trees
Repeat

Monday, June 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: service,television
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