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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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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
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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
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Date: 5/8/2012 2:50:00 PM
Smile ~ "Yessss, 'The Duck Indeed.'" *
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