Tag: dublin
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Pooer Howis
I’m not going to the poor house If I have to steal Travelyan’s corn Flintlock freeze his spouse I’ll lead him blindfolded to his own boathouse Lead him out of the big house Not a word now, big man I only think it I made pilgrimage to the resident evil prop arm of Dan Donnelly,…
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SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS
I’m drinking five shots of Famous Grouse in the house before going out A whole Clapton of nose action, siúcra snout Shout shout let it all out Fears for tears, funeral of my held dears His old dear now deceased Buck Mulligan beastly dead he said about she Come around me, Ard Rí Family hear…