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Fashionista! #9: Answers a Fan Letter from Haley (yelluw_always)🐾
Oh my oh my, oh growl, give her a hand,
Jadey! a letter from my newest fan!
I’m gonna write to her in my own paw,
A tiger’s note, the first she ever saw.
Hey hey, Haley, I’m Fashionista, girl,
My life of late has been a social whirl!
I thank you for the ‘view you did of me,
About the way I tick, now lemme see.
I shop in Greenwich Village when I can,
Not simply for the prints, but my doorman!
Another place I often go to slum,
Is where the grail of Bonwit Teller was.
It’s now the site Trump’s feckless towers be,
I’ve got an invitation on floor 3.
You know i’ve made my plans & I’ll prepare,
It’s times like this I know what not to wear.
I love to haunt the delis near the Park,
One day I’ll try the patty melt with shark.
And no, I’m not afraid, I’m on my own,
The muggers they all know I’m never prone.
I do my stalking near the Central’s lake,
The cops and regulars know I’m no fake
And by the way, whenever you’re in town,
Come up to visit me, I’ll show you ‘round.
And if you have a friend he’s welcome too,
Does he like jalapeño in his stew?
We’ll hit all of the clubs with open door,
The party-goers tip, that’s what I’m for.
The latest look for me is a sarong,
In spite my tiger’s tail I can’t go wrong.
My closet in-the-round has lots to wear,
Just help yourself or anytime you’re there.
I better send this now, the time I waste.
With love, to anyone’s acquired taste,
your Fashionista <3
Jadey! a letter from my newest fan!
I’m gonna write to her in my own paw,
A tiger’s note, the first she ever saw.
Hey hey, Haley, I’m Fashionista, girl,
My life of late has been a social whirl!
I thank you for the ‘view you did of me,
About the way I tick, now lemme see.
I shop in Greenwich Village when I can,
Not simply for the prints, but my doorman!
Another place I often go to slum,
Is where the grail of Bonwit Teller was.
It’s now the site Trump’s feckless towers be,
I’ve got an invitation on floor 3.
You know i’ve made my plans & I’ll prepare,
It’s times like this I know what not to wear.
I love to haunt the delis near the Park,
One day I’ll try the patty melt with shark.
And no, I’m not afraid, I’m on my own,
The muggers they all know I’m never prone.
I do my stalking near the Central’s lake,
The cops and regulars know I’m no fake
And by the way, whenever you’re in town,
Come up to visit me, I’ll show you ‘round.
And if you have a friend he’s welcome too,
Does he like jalapeño in his stew?
We’ll hit all of the clubs with open door,
The party-goers tip, that’s what I’m for.
The latest look for me is a sarong,
In spite my tiger’s tail I can’t go wrong.
My closet in-the-round has lots to wear,
Just help yourself or anytime you’re there.
I better send this now, the time I waste.
With love, to anyone’s acquired taste,
your Fashionista <3
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