Bullets fly and others duck
but one stands tall, it is not luck
For tis but heartiness and might
that keeps him basking in the light
Just one month old, he battled bears
the age of three he tamed wild mares
at tender four he wrestled a gator
first sex encounter, that came later
The heartiest nog is egg you see
no other nog compares to thee
I'd probably fly to Tripoli
for one sip of the N-O-G
We should rip the Bill of Rights
for one horrific oversight
it makes no provision to grant relief
so that egg nog can be our commander in chief
He strangles molesters til faces turn violet
he happens to be a licensed pilot
he walked off the set of Rush Hour 3
screen time not split evenly
The heartiest nog is egg you see
no other nog compares to thee
I'd probably walk to NYC
for one sip of the N-O-G
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