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Jun 2016
I am wearing my nice warm black jacket
It keeps me warm
It keeps the rain off me
It makes me look satisfied
Like a professional writer or
Something similar
It makes me look grown up
And I feel very snazzy
It shows I like to go out and party
Like to a restaurant to buy a
Nice hot pizza and coke
And I feel like I can live forever
Because the jacket brings back memories of my childhood
Like, I remember back when I lived in Woodberry which is near Newcastle
Where me and my brother both had black jackets and this made us both very cool, in a hip way
Maybe we were imitating fonzie
On happy days
And both me and my brother
Were using our imaginations
To improve fonzie' character
I said we could give fonzie a disguise and put his black jacket on to outsmart burglars
My brother said fonzie doesn't
Have a disguise and I said
If you use your imagination he can


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Written by
johnny georgy brown
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