Get Outta Town
Feel some silliness coming on
But why am I not surprised
It's who I am, a jester by trade
But a harmless kind of a guy
If you're expecting tear jerking stuff
You'd be outta luck my mate
Usually post nothing but giggles
Get outta town fore it's too late
Beat it or you'll be seriously addicted
It'll surely take over your psyche
Click somewhere else, take my advice
It's never too late, by crikey
But if you do happen to get addicted
An emergency line you can call
Is “Gigglers Anonymous” look it up
Free for you poets all
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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