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one saint patrick's day
Where did you get that hat!?
Folks grind on me each day.
"Keep it off, tis not funny!"
Sorry, but it's staying on this way!
Tis the hat my father never wore
on St. Paddy's day, you'd swore
Tis but me spiked up hair, y'seen
Doused with a lot o'spray on green!
I haven't me a hat, let alone respect;
So I'll bug off with me head erect.
And just as well, I'm on me way
I haven't a shamro...
Wednesday 18th March 2015 1:00 am
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