Jorts
Markologic
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Ready For a day of work in the garage But equally ready To fire up the barbecue Chop it up with the guys They're much maligned But what does he care In the blue buttoned morning when he slides that denim up his never-chapped thighs Jorts jorts jorts Jorts jorts jorts Jorts jorts jorts His never-chapped thighs Once I was afraid, I Heard their laughter in my head My peers, my children's friends, the words they said Go back to Brooklyn with you chambray love affair Put on the Arcade Fire, comb your mustache hair, and I said No No No No No No Yes This is my flesh I care not 'bout your sticks and stones You shall peel this pre-stressed denim From my rotting bones My putrid bones
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