Juke Box Alliteration Sensation
One fleeting Friday Freda Foster fretted at the frog pond. She said" This was suppose
To be my day."
I said yeah, go on. "I've been invited to this gala affair at THE JUKE
BOX JAM owned by Sam and I simply have nothing to wear. The
Next day Freda tossed three torn jeans in the trash. Just then Jesse jumped
The juke box and did the jig James and Jonesy joined in, and Willy
Watched as he too started jigging, and he did the jig with Wendy.
It was a BLAST. They went up stairs and sat in chairs and played the
Juke box and did the jig real fast. Talked all night about the jigful past
And other dances that last.
When they went home DAY break shown. It was so surreal. Next
SATURDAY should be the same so socialize. Jesse called Jonesy,
Jonesy called James. A three way conversation of cordial contention.
"Hey man how do you feel?" James asked JONESY
"Man we went all night. I feel alright."
Jesse added "and I feel alright we jigged and we jived."
They agreed in unison. "The thing was live."
This coming Saturday we'll surely bring the girls yeah all
Three JOLIE, JULIA, AND JUSTINE. Yes, then we will all show for a
Sensational Saturday. They all agreed next week SATURDAY will
Have swag, and swing and some swang and sway.
Will Freda and Freddie Foster follow? They're so funny. Those two
Are on the money.
Oh yeah. They'll be there.
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