In My Old Bailiwick

There once was a gal named Patricia To touch her ass-ets I wisha-ed She gave me a kick In my old bailiwick And called for the local militia © Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Smith Avatar
August 25, 2015 at 1:02 PM
Patricia they said was the girl of choice....for the fellas came runnin when they heard her voice...she was propper and prim ...had a boyfriend named Jim...when she showed him her ass-etts he rejoyced.
Ellison Avatar
August 25, 2015 at 3:19 PM
See what John John started!!! LOL
Eastman Avatar
August 25, 2015 at 9:43 AM
Then Lady Cathie came around... She was for LimmerJack bound... She chased him to his compound... Where she tied him down... Now forever that's where he'll be found... With A smile on his face... I might add! LOL... How's that for some one who needs more coffee? Bring me some Grandpa Troll when you get yours... And I might write about you... NAW... But don't tell him that!...
Ellison Avatar
August 25, 2015 at 9:46 AM
Methinks you and John John need to attend CA (Coffee Anonymous) LOL xxx
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