Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

When You Feel That Zing

Love is a many splendored thing
It's the meaning of life, it makes our hearts sing
Without it we're lost
As our ship gets tossed
Till that person appears and you feel that zing


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Laura Breidenthal April 19, 2015 at 2:10 AM That zing! How we can relate! A fantastic piece in all respects. I must agree with Lyric Man down below, you surely master the Limerick, with ease, with simplicity, and truth! Jack Ellison April 19, 2015 at 7:31 AM I'm at a loss for words, dear Laura! You are too too kind to me, my sweet! Bunches of big tight squeezie hugs... xxx

Carol Eastman April 17, 2015 at 1:12 PM Yep... Then it's Zing... a ling... a ling! LOL... Dragon doesn't get it... But then... He's still young... Our little crazy thing... Jack Ellison April 17, 2015 at 3:17 PM Can't wait to sit in the mall an ogle all the young girlies in their shorter than short shorts! Whatta dirty old man, eh! LOL xxx

Anna Hopper April 17, 2015 at 9:38 AM I may as we'll give up on writing limericks! You got this! Another 7 Jack Ellison April 17, 2015 at 10:59 AM NO NO NO! Don't give up! Promise??? The limerick you wrote for me was excellent! You obviously understand the flow! Thanks again dear Anna! Huggsies, Jack xxx