Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

Sent Out To Pasture

Recently turned 81, no turning back now
Been sent out to pasture, along with the cows
When I graze, I get sore
Bending over's a chore
But the “grass” we devour is addictive and how

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Tim Smith October 19, 2016 at 9:15 AM You don't look a day over fifty...with a white beard that's nifty...women take right to you...even when you moo...and take them out to the pasture which is real thrifty....one game at a time Jack Ellison October 20, 2016 at 6:06 AM "You don't look a day over fifty"... you say the nicest thing, Mr. Tim! You brought a wee tear to these old eyes! lol Jays... sob! sob!

Lim'Rik Flats October 19, 2016 at 8:45 AM You're only eighty-one once//said the Idaho dunce//have fun with them cows//make 'em say wows!//As their bones you do trunce. GOOD MORNING JACKSON!!! Jack Ellison October 20, 2016 at 6:04 AM Eighty-one ain't so bad... I still remember where I live!!! Now zipping up, well, that's a different matter! GOOD GOOD MORNING JOHN JOHN!!!