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Thursday, November 5, 2020

Runcibl'd Spooner: Gotta Dance!

Sip it neat or sip it chill'd;
sure'n' it's bound to get you tight:
Bailey's Irish Cream. 
     Paddy's fish which Sandy shill'd 
down at social dance last night:
ceilidh's Irish bream.
     Moral:
You say 'bodhran' and I say 'potatoes.'

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