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THE REDNECK POEM pt2
you can't marry will, my gal - and please don't tell yer mother
but will n joe n sev'l mo i know is yer haf brother...
but mama knew, and said: honey chile, do what makes you happy
marry will - or marry joe:
YOU AINT NO KIN TO PAPPY!!