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Poem For the Day
St. Patrick’s Day Blarney
Tis a day like tomorrow That comes by the glen When first we parted, Then came back again.
T’was a lasting impression I made With my love, With tattered suspenders And top hat and glove.
She ner’ win my over, Or shew me she care When once I did come by And woo her so fair.
But then I drew nearer And kissed her fair cheek; She felt for me heartstrings And gave them a tweek.
Her eyes they did sparkle And her cheeks they did blaze And soon I was walking Down the aisle in a daze.
A mug o’ me best brew In one hand held high Her hanky in t’other And a gleam in me eye.
So go to the ends of the Earth if you may; Just don’t say I didn’t warn ye To stay dead away
From the likes o’ the moonshine And twinkle of day, That comes round a courting On any fine day.
Copyright, 03/06/03 Nancy Tate
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