Happy Birthday George Andrew Dunning -

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Happy Birthday George Andrew Dunning - 
would 
what that be junior? senior? sophomore?
  since this brother in law rarely emails,       ye may scrunch countenance puzzled,       or on verge of emitting flatulence,       that if a ripper got let loose (by Jack), 
     would possibly find ja propelled, 
     thru Edgar Allan Poe's churchly       sepulchral tintinnabulation       (where for greater effect        yukon envision imagistic ravenous bats       in belfry resonating air, or perhaps blasted back       to the House of the rising sun),         BUT...gnome hatter,       no win tent may starkly appear explaining inexplicable reasonable rhyme,       why aye dash communique        minus virtual trumpeting blare  (sorry, but in the interest       of belated birthday cheer,  without computer generated imagery)         rendered hoop fully readable,       sans black and white Scottish matted pixels  constituting beloved appellation       unsure how to address ye perfectly clear   while sitting atop padded office chair, pondering as already writ,       how to acknowledge thee, whither with dear... meanwhile, this scribe experiences         comfortably numb derriere, now scrambling, resorting, and toying       to fetch acceptable, catchy light hearted endear mint, that seems tolerably acceptable         (of course) with flair  acutely perceptive, though NOT overboard with glare
ring obeisance, NOR USE ALL CAPS       TO SCREAM so ye kin hear     soap hull ease excuse this incurable       Harris scribe with thinning heir  yes...oye gevalt, infantile regression finds me       burrowed in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania lair   still emotionally inchoate, though grown a mere speck within the flotsam and jetsam near to boyhood Collegeville abode NOT saved by a prayer re: home companion bachelor Norwegian farmer   replaced instead by vinyl city       all in the name of progress which (once a pawn a time)       open farmland did dis app pear   so...a gam bulling gambit       to avoid moseying down Level Road...  may NOT seem queer for insufferable sadness         with eyes bursting with many a tear... (gulp) tis best to veer
away from topic uh viz er rated razed homestead,       and mainly wish ye another birth year!   adieu...from math tha hue
  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 21st, 2018 23:40
  • Category: Family
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  • onepauly

    great rythme!



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