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Vogue Queen



If I were stranded all by myself

all I would really need

is my favorite magazine

hopefully the only thing left

My Vogue Magazine, I cant live witout

something so close to my heart

thinking on what to put in shopping cart

enjoying the latest fashion thats out

Theyre like a medicine I need

Maybe have a fashion show , all alone

havin a runway evrywhere I roam

thinking of outifts made of limbs and tree

l lay in the moonlight

reading them over and over

looking for four leaf clovers

to have luck to dress monkeys tonight

Thats why i need them so much

to keep my imagination going

if not my life would be so boring

and witout them I'll be crushed

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
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