Jack Ellison Poet Narrative

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Whoa is me, don't have many friends

Except those here on the Soup

Maybe because I show only my best side

You don't know the real scoop

Nasty to children and push old people down

Whenever I get the chance

It's my right after living for eighty years

Still adorable after a lifelong dance

Well what did you expect, some Casanova

No way, been through life's mill

Got spitted out quite unceremoniously

A hardened “lifer” if you will

Putting you on, been a charmer since birth

Ladies all flock to my door

Just wanting a piece of my virile “young” body

The word “old” I absolutely abhor

Well enough about me, a Hollywood hunk

Quite unassuming, shy and sweet

If any of you want to know this guy better

Number's 1-800-TWEET TWEET TWEET



© Jack Ellison 2015

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Lindsay Laurie March 14, 2015 at 8:03 PM G'day Jack... Another chuckle filled poem from a 'modest' poet. Ah Jack, you never fail to brighten my day. Catch you - Lindsay Jack Ellison March 14, 2015 at 11:30 PM Thank you my good Aussie pal... much appreciated! "Modest" LOL

Carol Eastman March 14, 2015 at 11:18 AM The world came full circle... in the matter of a few lines... We know Jack even better than we know the sky full of stars. Jack Ellison March 14, 2015 at 3:28 PM Confession time!!! I don't push old people down but sometimes I do stick my foot out and they accidentally trip over it! They should look where they're going... doddering old people! LOL xxx