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a cocky young shooter called Bill believed no one could rival his skill alas it was liquor that proved to be quicker as they loaded him off to boot hill.

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Date: 6/19/2011 6:37:00 PM
I always like to read limericks. thanks for posting one. Mike
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Date: 6/19/2011 6:30:00 PM
Lovely write with humor and wit, Rob
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