A Seesaw

When I was a lithe young lad at the age of three This chunky lad on a seesaw launched me into a tree Yelled out for help As a branch I felt Entering an orifice that the sun don't see

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Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 12/14/2017 10:56:00 AM

ow ow ow ow lol! <3

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/14/2017 12:23:00 PM

I know I know had to use a tiny wee rubber ring to sit on till I was eighteen!!! <3

Judith S

Date: 12/14/2017 9:54:00 AM

I do believe you need an amazing artist to draw illustrations of the hilarious scenarios you write about!!! And publish a book!!! You are truly funny!!

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/14/2017 10:44:00 AM

Funny you should say that! In my working years I was a graphic designer/illustrator! Often thought of publishing a book... even came up with a title, "Limericks Schimericks"! LOL You are sweet dear Judith... love, Jacko!!!

Silent One

Date: 12/14/2017 9:38:00 AM

awww what a nasty bully! Or maybe he was so much bigger than you.. lol

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/14/2017 10:40:00 AM

Maybe twice the poundage!!! Not his fault though... too many english muffins!!! GOOD MORNING (AFTERNOON) MY BRITISH COMPATRIOT!!!

Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 12/14/2017 8:59:00 AM

That place has a useful quirk//being placed where the sun doesn't lurk//Not to be seen//but it can be mean//Especially when it doesn't work! SHINE ON LITTLE JACQUE!!!

Jack Ellison
Date: 12/14/2017 10:33:00 AM

Mine has the opposite affect lately... thinking of placing a potty on my easy chair!!!