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Eerie Sight

Coach Alan Brown was incredibly unique At eighty he had an athlete's physique. A fullback mocked his years, Brown hefted him by his ears. Since then mouthy jocks have squelched every squeak.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/25/2016 8:01:00 PM

Good for the coach!!!

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 3/4/2016 5:58:00 PM

Knocking down egos is rule number one for a coach - thanks Paul - Lindsay

Robert Lindley

Date: 2/26/2016 6:17:00 PM

Very nice one my friend. I can not recall ever writing a limerick myself but I admire those that do them so well.

Paul Schneiter
Date: 2/26/2016 7:04:00 PM

You're very kind, Robert. Thank you. I think, however, that your always-excellent, traditional poetry more than makes up for my flailing attempts to write limericks.

Jan Allison

Date: 2/25/2016 5:55:00 PM

He sounds awesome lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Paul Schneiter
Date: 2/25/2016 8:11:00 PM

Can you imagine the upper body strength Coach Brown had? It boggles the mind (just as my mind was boggled when I wrote the thing). * * * Thanks for stopping by, Jan.