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The Devil Made Me Do It

Gosh-darn-it! Dog-gone-it! What’s THAT all about? Somehow it feels better to spit out and shout Offensive pain-remedies (A string of obscenities) Exorcizing demons by cussing them out

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Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 8/2/2013 9:12:00 PM

Hi Tim; Thanks for reading my poem. Your poem here brought back memories. when my daughter was little and she did something wrong - She would always say - mommy - the devil made me do it. This is a different way of looking at things. Thanks for sharing..... Lucilla

Cecilia Macfarlane

Date: 8/2/2013 6:32:00 PM

Sitting here grinning Tim..reading your witty and funny limerick was just what I needed. I been stressed out these last few weeks...I just bought a house : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/2/2013 12:57:00 AM

haha, when all alone, it sure feels good to say those %**!^#% words, I sure do think so.

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 8/1/2013 6:04:00 PM

hahaha. Tim, you know there's no swearing allowed on this peaceful site. Get your ****** act together. Shoosh, Devil, shoosh. Leave a decent man be. Well done, Master of Limericks. I like, very much. Licia :-)

Eileen Manassian

Date: 8/1/2013 4:21:00 AM

:-D You made me smile....I needed that today......