Back To the Sillies

So here I go, back to the sillies Jumping in with both my footsies Clear the decks, full steam ahead Hope I don't hurt my tootsies! The world's my oyster as they say I don't like that incantation Think I'll use another term Like the world is my crustacean! I'm just as happy as a pig in poop Have you never heard that before? It's really an absolute favourite of mine Going to use it a whole lot more! Never know what's coming out I just hope and pray that it's clean Don't wanna get kicked off the lovely site For something that's really obscene! Which came first, the chicken or egg? Bet you don't even have a clue So you're not the brightest bulb in the pack Did you ever get past grade two? Okay! Enough of this silly nonsense I must go lie down for a while My oversized brain is hurting real bad Need to get back my radiant smile! © Jack Ellison 2013
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Babcock Avatar
January 24, 2013 at 9:19 AM
Had me chuckling with this poem Jack. Nicely done. love phyl
Ellison Avatar
January 24, 2013 at 1:03 PM
What a silly ole geezer eh! Glad you liked it Phyl... big hugs, Jack xox
Sivey Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 3:44 PM
Ha ha ha, lol big time! Pig in poop, now that is a classic my friend, you don't mind if I use that in my life?! I want to tell my wife that I'm as happy as a pig in poop...then watch her expression! Then I'll blame you if she doesn't like it, ha ha! What a brilliant write my friend, I really enjoyed reading it this evening...A little later reading friends poetry today, I had things to do today that required my attention, yeah BLAH! Anyway, Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 7:24 PM
Hahaha You may use it anytime my friend with my blessing! Let me know how your wife reacts and if she's still talking to you... just joking! Thanks Russell!
Eastman Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 2:05 PM
Put this poem as one of my favorites... Can't wait til my Hubby gets home to read it to him and his trolls... Snicker... Oh by the way, I sure do know how to get in trouble... I joined a new writers group and they needed a leader so I volunteered... I hope they don't discover I write HaHa poems about Trolls... Naw! I'll tell them any way... The looks on their faces will be priceless, I'm sure! Especially on the professional Lady who writes about psycoanalysis...
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 7:22 PM
So you're the head honcho of this new writer's group! Kudos... keep us posted my dear Carol! Happy to hear you got a kick out of my silliness! Love ya! xox
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 10:31 AM
rest up dear friend we need some more sillies xx
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 11:25 AM
Ordinary people have no idea what it's like... I'm to be pitied! LOL Thankfully my radiant smile is back!
Harrell Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 9:50 AM
Lol, "pig in poop" - I like that. Freedom, wild, and having a grand old time. Love it, Jack. What do you think of next?
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 11:15 AM
I never know what's going to pop into my old noggin! Love ya! xox
Lamoureux Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 9:01 AM
You are one of the most entertaining old buggers I have never met. Perhaps one day we will meet. In the mean time I am glad to have your words increase my smiles and laughter.
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 11:14 AM
"Perhaps one day we will meet"... hey hey hey that would be great! This old bugger can't wait! LOL
Roberts Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 7:58 AM
Lie down Jack, with wet clothes over your eyes, there better now. Ready to start again.......Seren
Ellison Avatar
January 23, 2013 at 8:03 AM
Ahhh! I did and I feel so much better!!! Phew! LOL Love ya! Big huggeroonies! xox
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