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The Duck

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck
It might be my mother-in-law
She was sitting stark naked in the garden tub
The scariest thing I ever saw

It was late one night when I got out of bed
'Cause I had to go visit the throne
I heard some splashing then my feet got wet
And I knew that I wasn't alone

Without her glasses she can't see a thing
So she asked me to shave her back
She must of been thinking that I was my wife
But all I could hear was quack

That poor rubber duck will never be the same
Who knows where that thing's been
I was thinking to my self he's going to hell
Just for floating in a tub full of sin

Well the very next day I shot that duck
For the evil things he did
So if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck
You better keep your bath toys hid

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  1. Date: 5/9/2012 3:13:00 PM

    Quite a chuckle, Larry. Enjoyed. Nice going, my friend. Keep 'em comin'. Best to you and yours. Ralph

  1. Date: 5/9/2012 6:41:00 AM

    I enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Larry. Hope you have a great day. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 5/8/2012 2:50:00 PM

    Smile ~ "Yessss, 'The Duck Indeed.'" *