The Lady from Ghent

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A Poem by Susan S.

Ah enterprise!

There was a young lady from Ghent
Whose dresses were big as a tent
She'd stitch the arms tight
And starch them all night
Then cut out a door and she'd rent!

© 2008 Susan S.

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Now I am very good a visualisations, so you can imagine, that reading this made me laughing out loud!
Well, either you are Belgian, or you know the country very well!
About tent dresses and cutting out a door ... Hmm, yes, in my view, she should be paying rent!
Is it a house or is it a dress?
Very good question!
Highly entertaining!