School: Gortnessy (roll number 7235)

Location:
Gortinessy, Co. Donegal
Teacher:
M. Nic Sheáin
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    A: A coffin.
    As I was going up corn hill, corn hill was creaking, four and twenty black things tearing up a nation?
    A: A man harrowing.
    I combed its hair and shaved its face, tired hores [sic] and wearied men, you are welcome from your dismal den.
    A: A turf.
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  2. Under earth I walk, on iron leaves I stand, I ride the mare. [sic] That never was foaled and carry her dam in my hand.
    A: A train.
    It’s long it’s long, and not very wide, with a little green
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