God (Remove filter)
Naofa Deatach! [Luimneach Thriarach]
Holy smoke! We’ve a Pope! Triple Limerick.
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Well, knock me down with a feather!
There’s been a grand change in the weather,
Maga snowflakes are wilting,
God’s light’s unrelenting,
Now the Orange one’s all in a lather.
There’s a saying, cold hands and warm hearts,
...Friday 9th May 2025 2:17 pm
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