For Fear of Turning Green

Life is so full of variables I've discovered With a new set of rules, we're constantly smothered Must be a strong superhero Not your breath, you peccadillos For fear of turning green, our schnauz we must cover
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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January 26, 2017 at 8:54 AM
I hope you feel better real soon//let's say, maybe by noon//I'd write you a letter//saying, "Jackson get better//but my penmanship's over the moon. Seriously, get well Jake! And, (seriously) I can't read my own handwriting. MASK ON JACKSON!!! (don't breathe other folk's nasty discharges;-)
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January 27, 2017 at 8:10 AM
Slow but sure... this old geezer doesn't rebound like when I was a young whipper snapper! GOOD MORNING JOHN JOHN!!!
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