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My Loins Are Aflame

Burning with passion my loins are aflame My eyes are round, basically going insane She's primed and ready My mind's like spaghetti Her stuff make me quiver, pulls this guy's chain

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Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 12/23/2017 10:30:00 AM

Out in the Serengeti, Jackson's quiver turned to spaghetti//all his arrows//flew like sparrows//but haven't hit anything yeti. (Blame it on the internet lapse — or EXCESSIVE SUNSHINE!) FLAME ON CHEF JACKSON!!!

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 2:29:00 PM

SHOWOFF!!! We're not all filthy rich like you!!! :( Going out to buy a lotto ticket... see ya!!! Merry Arizona Christmas to you and your lady!!!

Silent One

Date: 12/23/2017 9:40:00 AM

Like Kermit, Jack wanted his miss Piggy, someone to make him feel jiggy jiggy. But when they met, he got upset, His loins refused to get biggie, biggie!

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 2:24:00 PM

Tis...

Silent One
Date: 12/23/2017 9:59:00 AM

Well, I am trying to use different words that would not normally be in the English vocabulary of many.... Think it might be working...

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 9:50:00 AM

WHAT HAPPENED??? You SAID you couldn't get used to the limerick structure! You sure got it now!!!

Silent One

Date: 12/23/2017 9:31:00 AM

Haha... Damn, I should have used the booby limerick for this one lol.

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 9:43:00 AM

Normally I'd write about sweet love and kissies and tenderness but limericks are supposed to be naughty!

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 9:40:00 AM

You mean... "what he loves most is tottie" YUP no matter how old!!! A real MAN!!!

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 12/23/2017 7:05:00 AM

Spaghetti squash??

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/23/2017 7:17:00 AM

Oh yah! that's it! LOL xxx