Shaken Not Stirred

Mister Milligan Funk

A Dad and a Deacon

Went on a massive drunk

Relatively speaking

He staggered to and fro

From bar to bar he went 

But soon he had to go 

With all his money spent

Talk about unlucky

As he was heading home 

Passed out in Kentucky 

But woke up drunk in Gnome
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