Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

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 December 23, 2017 at 10:30 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 December 23, 2017 at 2:29 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 December 23, 2017 at 9:40 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 December 23, 2017 at 2:24 PM Tis... Silent One December 23, 2017 at 9:59 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 December 23, 2017 at 9:50 AM WHAT HAPPENED??? You SAID you couldn't get used to the limerick structure! You sure got it now!!!

Silent One December 23, 2017 at 9:31 AM Haha... Damn, I should have used the booby limerick for this one lol. Jack Ellison December 23, 2017 at 9:43 AM Normally I'd write about sweet love and kissies and tenderness but limericks are supposed to be naughty! Jack Ellison December 23, 2017 at 9:40 AM You mean... "what he loves most is tottie" YUP no matter how old!!! A real MAN!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 23, 2017 at 7:05 AM Spaghetti squash?? Jack Ellison December 23, 2017 at 7:17 AM Oh yah! that's it! LOL xxx