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Let us tell you a story
Of a boy tall, lanky, and drunk
The life and times of Patrick O'Mickey
He is full of great spunk
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He runs through the town
"Where's the ghost where's the ghost?"
The people call him a clown
"Sit down lad, here, have some toast"
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"I can't, for I am busy
looking for a creature from beyond
I call him Great Uncle Tizzy
He lives out by the pond.
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We play hide-and-seek
He's a very good hider
But I'm dizzy and weak
I got bit by a spider"
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"The boy's mad, he's insane,"
They said shortly after
"Something's wrong with his brain
He may need a doctor."
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So they beat him and maimed him
Left him for dead
They bruised him and hit him
Til they saw him bleed red.
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"Please leave, get out of here
and don't ever come back"
The boy grinned and sneered
"Great Uncle Tizzy, attack."
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They pleaded like weenies
As they saw the ghost coming
"No, you're all meanies
I suggest you start running."
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They ran and they fled
Right out of the city
Dared not turn a head
It didn't look pretty
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"You did good, you did well."
The ghost replied to this with a scoff
"Good, now stand still,
And let me finish you off"
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30 June 2010