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How do I explain thou?
The bond I share,
With the bags I have
And I so deeply care.

How do I tell?
The pain I'd endure,
If anything would happen,
To my precious Hermès and Dior.

To let them get tampered,
Would be the gravest sin,
To me they're nothing less,
Than my second skin.

The cheery red, the chirpy blue,
The fiery yellow and the deep maroon,
Staring at me from store windows,
Making me swoon.

It is not a trap,
It is their charm,
Such lovely beings,
They mean no harm.

Gucci, LV, Burberry,
I have them all at home,
Still eyeing the new Prada,
On my arm it will soon roam.

Amen ;)