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There once was a sailor

His name's Nicky McJackey

His one purpose of life

Was to drink and be whacky

During life’s many days

He got fabulously skilled

No matter how much he sways

Drinks won't get him killed

But once upon a time

He looked at the wrong guy

He got into the wrong place

And saw a demonic face

The reaper offered the mate

To play deaths evil game

"You may lose and be slain!

Or maybe put death to shame!"

Ol' McJackey refused

And offered instead

To play a game of his own

Called "drink till one's dead"

The fierce reaper agreed

To McJackey's contest

Not knowing indeed

That he'll end up depressed

They did both drink a lot

But as it had to end

Death collapsed on the spot

Leaving Nicky to win

Outdrinking death

Is what old Nicky did

Death was ashamed

He ran away and hid

The reaper still lives

Comes out now and then

But ol’ Nicky McJackey

Never saw him again