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Still Standing Out

A little old chap was locked out
Without trousers he danced all about
He didn't look cold
But his briefs they were old
And he wore them inside out
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Williams Avatar
March 25, 2015 at 7:37 PM
Good effort Tim--nice flow Kind regards---John
Roper Avatar
March 13, 2015 at 10:01 AM
Hellourious, this one reminds me of my mother-in law, she would say I dropped some food on it so I turned it inside out this side is clean. another 7 sir
Trifiatis Avatar
March 10, 2015 at 5:53 AM
Hilarious, dear Tim!
Andresen Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 2:53 PM
.... me :))) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Onclaud Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 12:14 PM
tickling me like crazy... haha, tim.. well done .. huggs
Allison Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 10:28 AM
lol:-) Hugs Jan xx
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