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It's Supposed To Make... Mme... Me... ll... ow

It's Supposed To Make... Mme... Me... ll... ow

So they've upped my medication

From 10 mg to 20 mg

It's the stuff that's supposed to make... mme... mel... low

I almos... uh... almo... almost nodded... offfff!

Don't think it's strong enough yet... thhh...ough!

Hopefully I'll soon start writing about fairies and pretty flowers

Instead of demons and evil monsters

Some of my best friends are fairies

Hang on... the ones with wings like Tinker Bell

We go skipping through the meadow with gay abandon

Now there you go misunderstanding me again

Well, getting back to my medication

Sometimes it makes me so mellow

I tend to try to stuff my pea soup in my ear hole

Not a good idea... especially in a restaurant

Mothers grab their wee kiddies

Cover their eyes while quickly moving to a different table

I mean no harm... I love everybody

In the whole great big entire world

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linda wright

dear Jack they used to call me mellow yellow your poem was so funny linda keep writng

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Jack Ellison

LOL So happy to provides the giggles, Miss Linda!!! Love and hugs and kisses... Jack xxx

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Deborah Evans

Hi Β Jack Great funny write
had me laughing againΒ 
I applaud your great sense of humourΒ 
Enjoyed Love n hugs Debs xx

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Jack Ellison

Happy to make you giggle, dear Debs!!! Love, Jack xxx

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