To ennyboddy who thawt that Ireland
was chefely noted fer its pollytishuns.an’ per-
leecemen, ‘de Irish Villige was a revylashun,
an’ 'sum people’ sed it warn’t Irish at awl,
cos dere was never enny fitin’ goin’ on dere.
But dere. was sum swete-lukkin’ ‘‘colleens,”’
dey cawld ’em, makin’ the
butifullest lace an’ linen you
ever did see. An’ den dere

was de Blarney Stone,

~ wot fellers kiss wen

\ dey want ter

lie suksessful-

ly to dere best

gals. Ikissedit. So did Bill. It was de

coldest kiss I-ever had, an’ I woodnt giv

2 sents a duzzen fer’em. Neether wud

Bill. Wun ov de gals wot was makin’ de

lace had de newralagy thet bad she didn’t

“no ware she was, an’ I saw her tek sum ov

that gin-fizz powder, an’ git well quiker
n’er a wink.

       

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