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Still Get the Itch

STILL GET THE ITCH How come I'm gorgeous instead of rich But if I had my druthers I still wouldn't switch Certainly would choose handsome Worth a mighty king's ransom Happy in my skin but I still get the itch rich??? © Jack Ellison 2015
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Eastman Avatar
August 14, 2015 at 11:52 AM
Talking about itchies! Mosquitoes drove me crazy with the itchies, yesterday. So I mowed the yard. Guess what? The mosquitos dissappeared! Well, mostly, that is. We apparently have a new weed that holds tons of water under it. I mow every week, but am thinking of mowing twice a week. I wonder if Dragon will be my Hero and mow for me? NAW! He's still too young! Maybe I should offer a bunch of desserts to who ever does it for me. I'd bat my pretty little eyes at them. But it sends them running.
Eastman Avatar
August 15, 2015 at 9:33 AM
Oh Heavens! Don't start that rumor... Besides, that only works for flies. Mosquitoes like real blood... They ignore Hubby and go straight for me... They's hungry little devils! After floods we usually have foggers come around to help with the problem. But not this year... Sigh! Here fogger... Here Fogger...
Ellison Avatar
August 14, 2015 at 4:38 PM
Believe it or not, the lot next to us is a small forrest and NO MOSQUITOS BITES! Must smell like bad meat! LOL Love, Jackson xxx
Cw Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 11:55 AM
Your poem made me laugh so much out loud especially when I read Tim's comment and short limerick for you, Jack. I should repost that limerick I had written for you two sweet men quite a while back, hope Tim doesn't mind. You're simply the best of the best men this whole world has. You keep our minds so enriched your with charismatic charm. Much HUgaroo's Theresa
Ellison Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 12:35 PM
He said I was "pretty"... whatta sweet guy eh!!! WOW you say such nice things to me... can I be your forever friend??? Love, Jack xxx
Smith Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 9:24 AM
You are a mighty handsome lad....which by the way isn't to bad....to be rich with no looks..... Is like a restaurant with no cooks....I'd rather see you pretty than sad
Ellison Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 9:36 AM
Aww gee! You are so so sweet to say that, Timmie! "Like a restaurant with no cooks!" Do I detect some humour here??? John John and are watching you so better be careful!
A. Sharma Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 6:55 AM
Love the wit n the deep thot within Jack ! Wonderful !!
Ellison Avatar
August 13, 2015 at 7:18 AM
WOW! A bit of the sillies again! Love from me to you! xxx
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