Living Poetry

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A Fine Tailor

I entered the haberdasher shop

I heard it was considered the top

Business to fix something delicate and fine

I had a rip in my wedding dress

Because over time

It’s storage box failed and the lace was not right

The material failed and it was a sight!

So off to the tailor who’s work I had heard

Was excellent and with every word

I was convinced he was the best

After the repairs my fears were put to rest!

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Monday Poetry Prompt: Haberdasher

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