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Mojo

Has anyone seen my mojo I think it ran away I just can't find it anywhere I've looked for it all day I even looked in under the couch Where my shoes will sometimes hide And when I told my wife it's gone Well, she broke down and cried I looked behind the refrigerator It's been there once ot twice I've even found it a couple of times Just chillin' with the ice I looked behind the microwave Cause my mojo's really hot I thought that it would surely be there But I'm sorry to say it's not I looked behind the recliner Cause that's it's favorite chair But once again, to my dismay It simply wasn't there I went into the bedroom And looked in under the bed Nope, it's not under there either So I stood and scratched my head I even called 911 And told them of my pain They told me not to call again And said that I'm insane So if anyone finds my mojo Please send it back or call Cause a man without his mojo Is barely a man at all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/21/2010 9:13:00 PM
Larry! I found you MOJO and am not giving it back! MUHAHAHAHA!
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Date: 4/21/2010 4:06:00 PM
Ha Ha Good one. I think I lost my quite a while ago.
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Date: 4/21/2010 9:06:00 AM
Maybe our mojo's ran off together. LOL
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