My Eyeballs Bulge

At times I've been under the influence So since I growed up it's no coincidence That when I indulge My eyeballs bulge And my pulsating body becomes conspicuous
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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November 14, 2017 at 4:36 PM
HaHaHa! Careful with those eyeballs..
Ellison Avatar
November 14, 2017 at 4:48 PM
It's been many many years since I've indulged! It won't ever happen again!
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November 14, 2017 at 9:09 AM
Those "not-pancake-flat" sweet buns//Displayed by hard-bodied hons//give Jack a nudge//right in the fudge//Makes him say, "Son-of-a-gun!" PULSE ON CONSPICUOUS JACK!!! (and you growed up when???;-)
Ellison Avatar
November 14, 2017 at 9:14 AM
THOUGHT I growed up... well in my own mind! My question... why!!! NO FUN! My still feel a pulse... no wait that's my watch! HAVE A GOOD ONE JJ!!!
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November 14, 2017 at 6:05 AM
I bet this is quite suspicious, when you indulge on something delicious, what do you do, when its some glue, that you have really eaten vicious! You have inspired me to write that small little ditty...you are quite funny my friend! I really enjoyed reading your delightful poem here this morning, a fun poem! Great Work!!
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November 14, 2017 at 6:18 AM
Good morning my dear friend Russell! Rarely touch that mind numbing stuff! Like to be in control of me!!! lol
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