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My Anxious Submarine

Well here and now, I'm gonna come clean There'll be no mistaking exactly what I mean I love the young ladies Though I'm in my eighties Waiting to do battle with my anxious submarine © Jack Ellison 2015

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Carol Eastman

Date: 10/27/2015 1:44:00 PM

Tim has got it, me honestly thinks... but I won't make a comment until I talk to my shrink... Think I'll let Lady Cathie give you a wink... To what you have been referred to- using your ink... In the mean time I'll send my Rapid Response Turtle (medical)Team to explain what that viagra can do when your submarine sinks....

Tim Smith

Date: 10/26/2015 12:36:00 PM

Deeper and deeper it sinks....rises up when she gives a winks...dips and dives.....then comes alive....there's plenty of life left, I think

Jack Ellison
Date: 10/27/2015 8:09:00 AM

Good for at least another 20!!!!!!

Judy Konos

Date: 10/26/2015 10:05:00 AM

explain fully the submarine part...is it that you now wear Depends , if they have those in Canada.....and if it's anything other....no need to reply....

Jack Ellison
Date: 10/27/2015 8:08:00 AM

Sorry, there is no way I can explain what goes on in my brain! Psychologists have been trying for years! Love, Santa!!! xxx