Male Flea Bags

Horse drawn carriages were at the will of the stag What if he had a scrap with his nagging old nag Must be the same In the equestrian game It's a universal complaint for us male fleabags
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November 14, 2017 at 4:34 PM
I think you may have a valid point.
Ellison Avatar
November 14, 2017 at 4:45 PM
LOL Just gone through a tough day! You have helped me over it!!! Thanks!
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November 14, 2017 at 9:01 AM
This fleabag says "WHOA!"//Does not want to go//there. Say where?//Up in the air//Santa scrapping with Mrs. is a no mo HO HO HO. JUST SAY "YES DEAR" SANTA JACK!!!
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November 14, 2017 at 9:10 AM
I have it recorded... it's exhausting repeating it ten times a day!!! LOL Santa here saying but a good hubby!!!
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November 14, 2017 at 6:09 AM
Ha! What are you trying to say, that we are all fleabags, because we like to nag about the nagging stag? What a remarkable red flag, that we all have had, if we could only live by the rule of the bad! You still are inspiring me my friend...can't you see I'm being crazy fun with my poetry this morning...What an ingenious piece you have written here my friend! What a delightful poem, such a fantastic write, Great Work!!
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November 14, 2017 at 6:26 AM
You are definitely in the realm of crazy!!! lol Think maybe you need a beverage of some kind!!!
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