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Bass Akwards

Words are strange when first letters are switched Such as “bice noobies” our life is enriched Sing along with “Bony Tennet” we resort Wearing “Talse Feeth” and “Shockey Jorts” If I lost you along the way, I'm a “bon of a sitch” © Jack Ellison 2015

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David Fisher

Date: 11/2/2015 7:35:00 PM

Seeing Bass Akwards in print got me laughing right at the start. Good one from bop to tottom.

Jack Ellison
Date: 11/3/2015 6:51:00 AM

You are most welcome, David! Heading over to see your latest!!!

Carol Eastman

Date: 11/2/2015 4:52:00 PM

Grandpa Troll is impressed... He can be no less... Now if only I could do this with success... But perhaps not today would be best... Just reading your comments is more than I can process... LOL ... Youse guys are really talented here I must confess...

Jack Ellison
Date: 11/3/2015 6:50:00 AM

TALENTED!!! Oooouuuueeee! I'm writing that down in my job application! LOL Big fat squeezy ((hugs)) xxx

Tim Smith

Date: 11/2/2015 3:53:00 PM

When "swords are witched"....your "enrife will be liched"...."dats will like cogs"... "frinces kissed by progs"... and Janta Sack you're no "bon of a sitch"....whew that was like work...lol

Jack Ellison
Date: 11/3/2015 6:48:00 AM

Seems I've hit a chord here, eh! Have a dappy hay, Tister Mimothy!!!