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The Afterlife

This is my eighty-fourth year of life
Managed to get through with minimal strife
One of the lucky ones
Managed to overcome
All the pitfalls so what's ahead in the afterlife

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2020

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

April 15, 2020 at 11:38 AM

Cheers to that, and a long wait to find out. Good afternoon hugs my dear, helluva morning ;), but sunshiny is the afternoon, HUGS! xomo <3

April 15, 2020 at 12:24 PM

Some snow this morning, ain't that nutso!!! One of my sisters is 91... we have a thing going about who's going to pile up the most years!!! XOXOX

April 15, 2020 at 10:00 AM

Well if you become a jihadist you'll have 40 Virgins waiting for you.

April 15, 2020 at 10:30 AM

Holy Crap!!! Never heard about the virgins... OOOEEEEE! Good day my good buddy!

April 15, 2020 at 7:19 AM

On the day he expelled his last breath - he wasn't quite ready as yet - for his belief - cause of his grief - that the afterlife was just death

April 15, 2020 at 7:26 AM

LOL Love your lim!!! Great humor! Thanks for brightening my day, John! Cheers!

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