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Well, You Told Me To Get A Job!

John's friends talked
him into checking out
a local gentlemen's club with them
only to peek into one bedroom and notice
his daughter Penny riding some guy's
dude piston before she
saw her dad.
Written by Green_Arrow
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Author's Note
The title of this triquain poem happens to be what a young woman says after one of her parents saw her doing something at a certain local establishment.
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