Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

Washy Wishy

Longneck Cassidy, my hero from the fifties
A giraffe so charming his talent quite nifty
Picking apples was a breeze
Lower branches on his knees
Remembering him makes my eyes go washy wishy

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 30, 2017 at 8:50 AM Oh I love this Jack! Tissue? Jack Ellison December 30, 2017 at 9:09 AM A real tear jerker eh... I know!!! xxx

Lim'Rik Flats December 30, 2017 at 7:42 AM I think you make stuff up//but in the fifties I was only a pup//Hopalong Cassidy//I say with veracity//Had a peg leg and plenty audacity. MOSH MISH AWAY JACKSON!!! Jack Ellison December 30, 2017 at 8:14 AM I've heard Hopalong fell down a lot!!! MISH MOSH!!!

Silent One December 30, 2017 at 7:31 AM Jack wanted to be an ice hockey star, but he was too stocky by far, became a sumo wrestler, Canadian Hustler, but got crushed, decided not to spar! Jack Ellison December 30, 2017 at 8:11 AM Back in those days, all young Canadian boys dreamed of being the next great hockey star!!! I didn't make it!!! lol

Silent One December 30, 2017 at 7:20 AM Hey did you hear about that legend hockey goalkeeper that passed away recently, I forget his name.. apparently he continued to do great work... Silent One December 30, 2017 at 8:38 AM I have a friend in Los Angeles, who used to spend a lot of time with his family.. he was very down to earth... REgarded as one of the greatest keepers.. Jack Ellison December 30, 2017 at 8:04 AM Johnny Bower was his name... yes he ended up doing some great community service! He will be remembered with great love! So you heard about him over there? WOW!!!