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Jan 2011
Out on the town
Looking real snazzy.
Hearing the music,
Sounds quite jazzy.

Look over there,
They aren't so choosy.
Bet they buy a drink,
For this old floozie.

Getting all loopy,
Beginning to schmoozie,
Liquored up,
And feeling quite oozie.

Swaying to the music,
Holding on tight,
Hope to stay standing,
But losing the fight.
Razzy. Jazzy.  Schmoozie.  Oozie.  Floozie. Snazzy.  Choosy.
Judy Ponceby
Written by
Judy Ponceby  Ohio, USA
(Ohio, USA)   
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