Saturday, January 14, 2012

The Man They Call Mcnaboe Comments

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He’d quietly go about his job and be up the crack of dawn
Then halfway through the morning shift, he’d just say, “Right, I’m gone”
And he’d fly to mass in Paradise, singing out the Hymns
But not the kind you’ll hear in church, they’re songs of famous Tims!
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