Accolades

Love all the accolades, my engine doth purr This fuel keeps me going, that is for sure Could survive without 'em But they tickle my end So please keep 'em coming, my grin to ensure
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Breidenthal Avatar
March 27, 2016 at 7:31 PM
I have to agree with Silent One down there, Jack! Love this limmy of yours! Always, Laura
Ellison Avatar
March 27, 2016 at 9:24 PM
Between you and Silent one, I'm going beddy byes with a smile on my kisser!!! Love, Jack xxx
Bocsa Avatar
March 26, 2016 at 6:42 AM
Youth lives in Accolade. Life seems ready made. A a child I could stretching But now in the street I ching: Rheumatism with Romanticism. This is a postmodern criticism.
Ellison Avatar
March 26, 2016 at 6:51 AM
"Rheumatism with Romanticism" LOL
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