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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