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SKINNY MULLIGAN

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They call me Skinny Mulligan

And that's just fine with me.

Because my name IS Mulligan

And I'm skinny as a tree.

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Not an Oak or a Redwood tall

A grand Chestnut tree or such.

More a Willow, branch or sprig

So really not so much.

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It's not so bad you will agree

My parents made excuses.

My first name, as it's given me

They COULD call me Doofus Rufus.

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Skinny Mulligan

I had a friend, growing up, with the last name of Mulligan. And he WAS skinny, as were we all.

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I'm not sure why I chose to write a poem using his name. But I doubt he'd mind.

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Besides, as an adult, he's not the sort of man that would EVER read a kid's poem.

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