Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

The Postseason

This place is weird, there's no rhyme or reason
We exist for what purpose, to enjoy each season
To life, love and die
Confused am I
Guess we go with the flow and wait for the postseason

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Silent One November 25, 2017 at 5:44 PM I have detected a theme my friend... Jack Ellison November 25, 2017 at 6:02 PM Tomorrow will be a bright new golden sunshiny super duper of a fabulous day!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 25, 2017 at 10:18 AM Well penned! Your pen dipped in deep ink dear poet. Much love! xomo :) Jack Ellison November 25, 2017 at 11:43 AM Thank you AGAIN Mo!!! You say such nice things...love and huggsies!!! xxx

Silent One November 25, 2017 at 9:59 AM Always best to go with the flow my friend... Jack Ellison November 25, 2017 at 10:11 AM Do you dtect a theme today!!! :( Your advice helps!!!

Lim'Rik Flats November 25, 2017 at 8:50 AM You've a philosophical bent today//It's just illusion some say//Some just scoff.//Maybe a playoff//before you're on you're way? GOOD MORNING JACKSON!!! Jack Ellison November 25, 2017 at 8:59 AM GOOD MORNING JOHN JOHN!!! Just a mood I'm in... need your upliftness!!! Thanks mucho!!! HAVE A GOOD ONE!!!