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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 © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017

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Silent One Date: 11/14/2017 4:36:00 PM HaHaHa! Careful with those eyeballs.. Login to Reply Jack Ellison Date: 11/14/2017 4:48:00 PM It's been many many years since I've indulged! It won't ever happen again!

Lim'Rik Flats Date: 11/14/2017 9:09:00 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???;-) Login to Reply Jack Ellison Date: 11/14/2017 9:14:00 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!!!

Russell Sivey Date: 11/14/2017 6:05:00 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!! Login to Reply Jack Ellison Date: 11/14/2017 6:18:00 AM Good morning my dear friend Russell! Rarely touch that mind numbing stuff! Like to be in control of me!!! lol