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Life's Big Easel

On our first day of birth, we're all created equal But soon we're unique, one of a kind people With our own little quirks Hidden desires that lurk As we paint away each day on life's big easel

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 1/3/2018 2:31:00 PM
Jack is being wise today... Nice to see your philosophical side...
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Jack Ellison
Date: 1/3/2018 2:55:00 PM
Worry not... I'll get over it!
Date: 1/3/2018 12:43:00 PM
I looooove this one Jack!!! So much truth!
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Jack Ellison
Date: 1/3/2018 2:17:00 PM
Trust me, once was a doctor of phycology way back in the nineteenth century!!! lol xxxxxxx
Date: 1/3/2018 9:55:00 AM
Wonderful piece Jack! Love it! ~<3
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Jack Ellison
Date: 1/3/2018 10:02:00 AM
I is what I is as everybody is!!! xxx
Date: 1/3/2018 7:16:00 AM
One day I painted a weasel//right there on my little life easel//It frowned at me//Why I could see//Cause it had on its nose a measle. QUIRK ON QUACKSON!!!
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Jack Ellison
Date: 1/3/2018 7:40:00 AM
Quirky... you betcha! One measle??? That will soon be written up in future medical journals!!! QUIRKY IS RIGHT!!!

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