For Jack Ellison and More

Here A Buck and There A Buck We never wanted to make a buck; You and I have been nip and tuck; Poems love writing; Each other inviting; Out more poems we should shuck. (Before gold someone else struck.) Jim Horn https://www.bing.com/search?q=hamm%27s+beer+and+ten+thousand+lakes&form=WNSGPH&qs=SW&cvid=63f9b86c6beb4c9f9f54e7575b53afab&pq=hamm%27s+beer+and+ten+thousand+lakes&cc=US&setlang=en-US&nclid=223510F8277B1497603ABEB8B92AEE3D&ts=1524655466653 Do you remember those days. I just keep adding poems to my latest poem and add AND MORE to the title. Short Not Long Thighs Are no poets I know who denies, My poems are words for the wise; President ignore, And do deplore; Trump likes short and not long thighs. Jim Horn Chivalry Delivery Comes With Misery. Dose of Adipose is gross. Prose on you grows everyone knows. Prospect we select should be correct. Decline being mine which is fine. When announced on pounced and was trounced. Administered to a herd that occurred. Canadian and Ukrainian were insane again. Now let me copy and paste.