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THE IRISH GEMS
Little Irish gems on the tip of Donegal Such quaint wee spots some really rather small As lovely sweet charmers will merry dance you all If your heading that direction you’ll have a flaming ball I walk there every night in my dreams it’s not that far Then I remembered I ordered a Guinness from the bar What lucky wee chaps these leprechauns are To live supping all this hour by hour The Irish have a whale of a time Listening to folk and singing thyme Sweet lassies living on wine Dancing in the lush green and lime A welcome a smile you’ll always receive Irish dancers bring out the eve Many hearts still left on their sleeve Hurry back is the sign when you leave |
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