School: An Pasáiste Thoir (C.), Port Láirge

Passage East, Co. Waterford
Clare, Bean Uí Eachthigheirn

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0652, Page 343

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Little nannie netti-coat...

Little nannie netti-coat
Sits in her petticoat
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.

A candle.
Peggy inside the ditch
Peggy outside the ditch
If you touched Peggy she will bite you.
A nettle.
As I was walking through an oaten field, I found a thing, it was neither flesh, fish, feather or bone. I brought it home and it walked alone.
An egg.
Patches upon patches and no stitches.
Black I am but much admired
Men seek for me till they are tired
When they catch me they crack my brain
Ans send me into a warm place.

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