Behind her a posse of merry acquaintances and friends
She unpacked a clutch of expensively giddy bags
All over the room
Her luminous clothes filling every nook of the closet with their fruitiness
She infected my morose friends with her colourful presence and laughter
Then swoosh!
Just as she came, she was gone in a breeze of hurriedness
Together with her merry friends, her fruity clothes and her giddy bags
They took flight
Disappeared to their bright coloured, parallel universe
And left me and my friends to our infectious gloominess
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