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Grandpa D


Mister Earl Duncan:

A grandfather to me,

A riveting man,

A generational key.

Dustbowl survivor,

Collector of junk,

M-cycle driver,

Full with lots of spunk.

He was quite obese,

He loved chicken feet,

Everything with grease,

Anything he'd eat!

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aliese
<p>I miss you Grandpa!</p>

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