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Nov 26
Just give me enough
and I won't ask for more
nor will will I regret
if enough is too little
or barely sufficient though
nearly almost would suffice
I suppose if all I could wish
for was enough to be sure
that the blitz on the Bryts
blew the capital to bits and
that The Tullamore Dews
were just foggy with hues
and the Abra with candle
had no Star or no bangle
and the eye seeing Dollar
had lost its triangle and
that the olde jingle jangle
was a kind fan-dangle on
a glass with a Harp that was
played out of tune.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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