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Saoirse don Phalaistín!
I’d love to lull
my little lad
so tenderly
to dreamy sleep,
to cradle my
wee baby boy,
to hold him close,
then, when he’s quiet,
to lay him in
his comfy cot,
but your Jimmy
and your Jenny
follow orders,
genocide
is what they do:
hope you’re happy,
hope you’re proud,
that from England’s
pleasant land,
your sons and daughters
sent us dea...
Friday 20th June 2025 12:27 pm
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