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A Pink Leather Suit

As we age, our hearing is much more acute Loud television it seems, our brains does pollute Young ones are vowed To blast us with loud Wanna go hide in a closet with my pink leather suits
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November 10, 2017 at 8:45 AM
If one just happens to toot//inside a pink leather suit//where does it go?//How does it blow?//Even wondering is a little bit cute. (!?) ELVIS ON JOCKSON!!! (you help me think interesting thoughts I'd never come up with on my own! - thanks, I think)
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November 10, 2017 at 9:06 AM
I'm here to increase your life's experiences! Just trying to make you a hole person!!! Your welcome!!!
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November 10, 2017 at 7:42 AM
Would you actually go out around town in a pink leather suit? I would LOVE to see that my friend, HA! Your poem sure does tickle my funny bone, you have delighted me to no end! What a humorous piece, gloriously funny and cringe-worthy poem, Great Work Jackson!!
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November 10, 2017 at 7:57 AM
In answer to your question... of course (NOT)! I'm a masculine man??? lo
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