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Feb 2010
There once was a boy from Nantucket,
who would rob and steal for them duckettes.

One day while ganking a purse,
he ended up on his back in a hearse.

Now Mama crys and wails at church,
while his boys pour 40's from where they perch.
Written by
Marty Funkhouser
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     Eldavinn, --- and D Conors
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