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Still Got Grass To Mow

Things that used to be easy as pie Are now a struggle, my shoes to tie Am I nearing the end Flowers you should send But still got limericks to write before my goodbye
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Smith Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 5:51 PM
I seem to be in your same boat...feeling old like a billy goat...slip on shoes...might take a cruise...its under 80 out I need my coat
Ellison Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 6:56 PM
Bon voyage Mr.Tim!!!
Flats Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 9:51 AM
I won't send a bouquet of flowers//but I'll send you a passel of hours//to while away//in lim'rik play//up in your ivory towers. TIE ON JACKSON!!!
Ellison Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 10:17 AM
Looking down from my ivory tower... all seems copacetic from here! Everybody loves everybody??? Uhhh must have been dreaming! AGAIN, WELCOME HOME JOHN JOHN!!!
Coreggia Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 8:10 AM
I hope your goodbye will be long long delayed so we can enjoy your humor renegade:) Amitiés
Ellison Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 8:14 AM
Dear friend Anne-Marie, thank you for your kind words... don't be a stranger! Love, Jack xxx
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 7:43 AM
Write on Jack! xomo
Ellison Avatar
March 16, 2017 at 7:51 AM
I'm a-writing as fast as I can... love your visits Miss Mo! Jacko xxx
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