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Poetic Constipation

I'm on a roll, no stopping me now
It would give me a hernia, holy c-c-cow
Stuff would seize up
My butt would slam shut
Poetic constipation it would surely fall-ow

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018

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February 25, 2018 at 9:37 PM

I enjoyed, a fun time! All the best ... CayCay

February 25, 2018 at 9:59 PM

Happy to oblige Cay Cay... love your name there my love! Happy Jack xoxox

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February 23, 2018 at 7:45 AM

Ow. Lol

February 23, 2018 at 7:51 AM

Lost it there for a sh... bit!!! xoxox

February 23, 2018 at 6:48 AM

Not only is Jack funny and kind, now he knows how to read my mind! Oh bloody hell! Now he can tell, unravelling me like orange rind!

February 23, 2018 at 7:00 AM

Brilliant dear friend... methinks I will soon have to relinquish my crown!!! But was only a matter of time anyway!!!

February 23, 2018 at 6:43 AM

OMG!!! I was thinking bout a limerick about constipation!!! Are your reading my mind!!!!

February 23, 2018 at 6:57 AM

This is quite scary.... woooooooo! The vibes just suddenly popped into my mind!!!

February 23, 2018 at 5:29 AM

Have you tried dynamite syrup, make sure your sitting down.

February 23, 2018 at 5:40 AM

Is that a British product??? LOL Hmmm... sitting down... wouldn't that launch me into space????

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