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Living over the Store

Poem: Living over the Store

  By: Andrew Hubbard Well, it’s convenient, no commuting And cheap, our living space Is storage as far as the taxman knows.   We sell everything. You want gloves? We got ‘em. Lipstick, hairspray, tampons? Yup. University sweatshirts? Shovels? Pencils? Flower…