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Rubber Stamp Rebel Boy

The intoxication flowing from amber-colored bottles has nothing on you.

You're nothing but a

Rubber Stamp Rebel Boy.

But, it drives me wild.

Leather jackets, denim-clad thighs and a few bristly words
shouldn't knock me for a loop.

It does. It does. It does.

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  • Cup-a-Joe
    October 28, 2008
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    Let me tell you about my motorcycle...
    Joe


  • Pete Greenslade gold member
    July 18, 2007
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    your such a hot chick cherry.. you suit the 50s really well . smile ..peter

  • luvdrkchocolate
    June 24, 2007
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    Oh my. lol This is a nice little poem that you have here. I like it because it's a classic case of the Bad boy and how women seem to drop before him like flies and he's really disgusting with his behavior. You really captured it all pretty good in just a few lines and that's what I like best about this poem.