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Thursday, December 26, 2019

old jack lightning

Old jack lightning
can new jack swing
like anything you have never seen
he knows all those old moves,
says it's all right now
and he jumps, and he
splits
with the booze, somehow.
He's a character
we love having around
even though we hate once he's gone
and we find we wuz robbed, it's okay
he's an old honor man. He will pay it all
back in the form
of a hand-stand, drop
lock and pop
fresh robot! Ahhhhh
We wish we could learn
some of those old moves, but
they closed down his dance school
ages ago
kept robbing kids
blind, everything they believed
blind, everything that their parents
know, so old jack
had to pack up the shop,
and just dance. He gets by now on tips
and bummed cigarettes, he takes 15%
of each place he goes through,
yeah. It's all right now, for now
jack. One day though,
we'll be through with you

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