Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

My 1812 Overture

This is MY 1812 Overture, count em 1812 lims
Stop me when you've had enough, I'm filled to the brim
Didn't plan this stuff
Flows out my butt
Tried plugging it, blasted out clear up to my chin

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Tom Cunningham May 2, 2018 at 12:23 PM Wow, we've all got some work to do to catch you up. Congratulations Jack. Jack Ellison May 2, 2018 at 1:28 PM Practically impossible... they keep shooting out my hooha!!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 2, 2018 at 7:49 AM Huzzah! Congratulations! Big hugs! <3 Jack Ellison May 2, 2018 at 8:00 AM But that's just the lims... over 5500 poems in total! Think I may have lost it... somewhere!!! XOX