Closet Queen.

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A "Homosexual" named Elmer,
Was a "Closet Queen" in disguise.
But he couldn't fool anybody,
Because he had real hairy thighs.

Elmer was somewhat long in the tooth,
But he loved wearing fancy clothes.
He liked to wear real fancy dresses,
Pink panties and sheer panty hose.

The problem old Elmer had was sad,
He wore his dresses too damn high.
He'd shake his hips like a real "Drag Queen,"
And he'd expose his hairy thighs.

He said "You guys just don't realize,
All the special things I can do!
I can do just about everything,
And I can do it all for you!"

Old Elmer was having such bad luck,
He decided to change his name.
But no matter what he changed it to,
His poor love life stayed the same.

So Elmer the "Drag Queen" went back home,
And he shook his hips all the way.
He never DID shave his hairy thighs,
He's been all alone to this day!!

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WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
elmer with hairy thighs?

uuuhhhh... elmer should butt f--- you for writing about such a thing.

pervey, pervey, pervey... I swear, I can see you at your keyboard, giggling like a silly boy and writing about stuff like this. Write about a tree or something. And don't do anything weird to the tree! A green, leafy tree without a flasher hiding behind it. Okay?

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