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A Dangerous Old Duck

My mind is slipping a bit more each day Soon won't be able to come out to play They'll lock me up A dangerous old duck Serve me tea and crumpets as I sit and crochet © Jack Ellison 2016

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Carol Eastman

Date: 1/19/2016 12:44:00 PM

The cold has frozen my mind in the last few days... And my epelipsy is slowing me down in some ways... But we won't give up, not one single day... So Jack and I will still be making poetic hay...

Jack Ellison
Date: 1/19/2016 6:12:00 PM

Sad for you Miss Carol! My heartfelt wishes go out to you dear friend!!! Love, Jack xoxox

Theresa Cw

Date: 1/15/2016 11:48:00 PM

I could never imagine you a dangerous old duck, even when they fly so low like smucks, better watch out, and do not shout, for Jack might crochet a fine pluck.... haha! I couldn't resist.... BIG HUGGEROOOO'S and love /// Theresa

Jack Ellison
Date: 1/16/2016 8:05:00 AM

So exhilarating to hear from you dearest sweet Theresa! Nice lim, everybody's giving it a shot! Love you by the bunch dear lady!!! Jackeroo xoxoxox

Tim Smith

Date: 1/15/2016 5:44:00 PM

Knit one pearl two...what's a boy to do...sit and stare...girls in underwear...oops the tassel is see through

Jack Ellison
Date: 1/15/2016 5:47:00 PM

Still have an eye for a pretty girl, so I ain't dead yet!!!