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Haitian Earthquakes Bailiwick

January twelfth two thousand and ten
October seventh two thousand  eighteen
and again August fourteenth,
two thousand and twenty one 
witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
of the Haitian nation, 
(especially courtesy first and third aforementioned)
whereby countless/ nameless individuals
e’en the strongest Herculean type men
crushed by humungous slabs of building facades 
practically demolishing every creation 
since this island settled,
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Categories: bailiwick, angst, august, break up,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberMy Old Bailiwick

There once was a gal named Patricia
To touch her ass-ets I wisha-ed
She gave me a kick
In my old bailiwick
And called for the local militia
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Categories: bailiwick, fun,
Form: Limerick



Maintaining Marital Covenant Bailiwick Wife Doth Master

which prime mate affectionately called buttock blaster
alimentary explosion ofttimes causes global disaster
upon such gaseous debacle run for your life ever faster!

Yours truly (humorously dry husband)
can definitively attest,
she (thee missus) nixed, ordained,
inured, espoused blessed
discrete frolicsome liaisons regarding
shenanigans Mister Phil Ander
deviously, knowingly, and stealthily wrested.

Dirty deed done dirt cheap
trick discovered visa vis
super tramping bleep
mother 62311518 claimed,
he drove
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Categories: bailiwick, adventure, break up, devotion,
Form: Rhyme

Bailiwick

There's an echo in this vast sphere 
I love how your voice 
Grounds me here
I wake in a sweat and you are a cool breeze
We are iambic saline 
Locked in a rhythm preserved 
I've known flesh 
Bridled by self command
And I have witnessed 
The chill of dismissal 
You are solar flares 
In ecliptic nights 
A
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Categories: bailiwick, passion,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberIn My Old Bailiwick

There once was a gal named Patricia
To touch her ass-ets I wisha-ed
She gave me a kick
In my old bailiwick
And called for the local militia


© Jack Ellison 2015
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Categories: bailiwick, humor,
Form: Limerick




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