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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
5/31/2012 |
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A fellow we all know as Ed,
Was so stoned he thought he was dead.
He sat there blinking,
Without any thinking,
Until the smoke cleared from his head.
Thank you for sharing your wit and humor, Jerry... ...a most apt "ode" for Ed. Best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Vivian Dawson |
5/29/2012 |
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So clever for the laughter *Jerry*
even Ed liked it....
Lady Vivian |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
5/29/2012 |
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I'm still trying to figure out how Ed got from the Boulevard to the roof… Nevermind, my pea brain figured it out.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
5/29/2012 |
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| Very amusing. You should crack your humor shell more often. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Laura Fall |
5/29/2012 |
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Cute poem Jerry (Giggles) Laura
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
5/29/2012 |
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Giggle...thanks for the chuckles, Jerry!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
5/29/2012 |
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| But if I am already stoned, I must then be able to fly, so I am not worried about the jump as I will just flap my wings and... |
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
5/29/2012 |
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Ha ha ha, is this a poster child for this poem?
I can see it all now! But I am not one of the stoned gawkers.
This was hilarious Jerry, great write :)
Love and Light
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
5/29/2012 |
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Jerry,
I hope Ed appreciated this one as much as I did.
Budd |
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