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British Girls Whoop Whoop

All you British girls, you're surely a treat
With soft and warm chatter that can't be beat
You toot my whistle
Makes me fire my missile
Don't worry it's a love missile, just for youses my sweets


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Michael Tor

October 20, 2015 at 12:03 AM

Jack met the Queen He gave her a wink. She looked surprised, He pulled out his missile, with a gleam in his eyes. Blue Jays are kicking butt. Jack I want them to crush those Royals.

Jack Ellison

October 20, 2015 at 8:45 AM

We thank you for your support Sir Michael!!!! They've got their mojo back! ALL THE WAY!!!

Carol Eastman

October 19, 2015 at 3:53 PM

Brit guys are so great! Oh My! ... THose accents do draw us gals like flies... When they come around we're unwise... We swoon and we cry as we look in their eyes... To prove it just Remember OO7's popularity as a movie spy!

Jack Ellison

October 20, 2015 at 8:43 AM

So Sean Connery turned your crank eh!!! LOL I'm jealous! xoxox

Tim Smith

October 19, 2015 at 3:38 PM

If missiles were whistles I'd sing a happy tune....all the young ladies would surely start to swoon....me your pied piper....your young lady sniper.... don't get worried, my eye's on one, you get the rest of the platoon

Jack Ellison

October 20, 2015 at 8:42 AM

WOW! Thanks my good friend... that is very generous of you! But at my age, I must be cautious... only two at a time now!!!