Got Wrinkles On My Wrinkles

Almost eight-six, that's over the hill But the Highland Fling, I'm able to do still As my kilt flips up One can see I'm no pup Got wrinkles on my wrinkles, heading downhill
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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October 25, 2020 at 9:02 AM
Stopping by to read my favorite Limerick Poet. Jack this had me smiling. Also Kudos to Toms comment. Hope you are well my friend age is only a number. How you feel is what matters. Stay safe...
Tor Avatar
October 27, 2020 at 3:40 PM
Thank you Jack and Tom...
Ellison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 10:41 AM
Love your comment Michael and your reaction to Tom's!!! Great day today!!!
Cunningham Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 10:21 AM
Lovely to see you Michael, hope you are well. Tom
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October 25, 2020 at 8:41 AM
Giggles Galore! ~x
Ellison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 10:39 AM
Happy to provide the giggles Miss Mo! Hope your day is going well XOX
Cunningham Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 5:08 AM
Put lots of coins in your sporran laddie, stops the wind blowing up yer kilt.
Ellison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 5:25 AM
Holy crap... that had me chuckling out loud!!! LOL
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