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Dancing In His Underwear

I shuddered at a voice so pure it moved my eyes to tears, the music grew to fill my chest, and satiate my ears and then I shook, a man possessed, cavortin' 'cross the floor, collapsing in a sweaty heap, for I could bear no more! Like an ol' time tent revival, I lost sense of who and where, or what this poor ol' boy was doin' dancin' in his underwear! For I was all but nekkid, what a sight for all to see, embarrassed, I just paid the fine and turned around to flee!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/20/2015 1:40:00 AM
Ha! We've all done it, Keith. Could have been worse- check out my Limerick, 'Housework naked'. Regards, Viv
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