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Come close, friends, and huddle near As I retell the story of the Children of Lir Come close, ye travelers, I'll try to be breif I can tell of the messy teenager, Blackfooted Gulleesh Come close, little children, and listen all To what happens when leprechauns venture into kings halls Come close by the light in this untimely snow I'll tell of Balar and Lugh's mighty throw And as we fall asleep and turn off the lights I'll tell of how cunning beats giants in a fight
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 8:50 PM UTC
Irish Storyteller
Come close, friends, and huddle near As I retell the story of the Children of Lir Come close, ye travelers, I'll try to be breif I can tell of the messy teenager, Blackfooted Gulleesh Come close, little children, and listen all To what happens when leprechauns venture into kings halls Come close by the light in this untimely snow I'll tell of Balar and Lugh's mighty throw And as we fall asleep and turn off the lights I'll tell of how cunning beats giants in a fight
Happy St. Patrick's Day! And yes, I can tell all of these stories from memory (thanks to my bibliophile family and my dad being Irish).
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 8:50 PM UTC
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