A holiday tradition....

Greenie the Mallard
Was an evil nasty duck
With a filthy mouth and a downy coat
That we'd really like to pluck

Greenie the Mallard
Is a legend that they say
Came straight from Hell
Any hunter will tell
How he always gets away

There must have been some evil
In that little green head of his
For when you shoot right at his face
You always seem to miss

Greenie the Mallard
Is alive as he can be
Heston was overheard
Saying he's just a bird
But he confounds the H7HT

Greenie the Mallard
Knows Benelli's shoot deadly steel
So he flew real fast
And zoomed right on past
And opted out of that ordeal

Around from behind us
With a loud and scornful quack
Just out of range
He thinks it's a game
And our website he does hack.

Greenie the Mallard
Is off to parts unknown
If you see him pass
Get your gun and blast
before he makes it home

Bangitty Bang Bang
Bangitty Bang Bang
Look at Greenie fly

Bangitty Bang Bang
Bangitty Bang Bang
Tomorrow he will die!