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Dec 2024
There are only three
dates we remember.

Fools day our birthday
and New Year’s Day.

My sister was born on
the latter, back in 1963.

In Ireland if ‘twas a boy
or a child John or Jackie.

There was a lot of (Pope)
John’s too and John Paul’s.

I only ever met one Elvis
In my entire time in Ireland.

Speaking of anniversary’s,
we all recall the kings death.

And even though it was this
year, my sisters is forgotten.

But unlike the Memphis boy
she had a wooden heart!
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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