"duckettes" poems
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.
Feb 15, 2010
Feb 15, 2010 at 3:40 AM UTC