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School: Clonfad (roll number 11948)

Location:
Cloonfad, Co. Roscommon
Teacher:
Pádhraic Ó Cionnaodha
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0273, Page 378

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    When I was young and had no sense,
    I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence,
    And all the tunes that I could play,
    Was get a cake and eat away.
    Mary E. Kenny.
    Cry baby cry baby ten pounds ten,
    Went to the market to buy a cock and hen,
    The cock would not crow nor the hen would not lay,
    Cry baby cry baby ten pound ten.
    Mary E. Kenny.
    On St. Patrick's day we'll drink the tea,
    And wallop the Protestants out of our way.
    Mary E. Kenny.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
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    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    2. activities
      1. social activities (~7)
        1. entertainments and recreational activities (~5,933)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Mary E. Kenny
    Gender
    Female

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    PúcaI Púcaí put out your horns,
    Your father and mother is dead
    Your brother and sister is eating
    barley bread behind the door.
    John Barrett.
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    Riddle me riddle me Auntie' o'
    My father gave me some seed to sow,
    When the seed began to grow
    T'was like a garden filled with snow,
    When the snow began to melt,
    (continues on next page)
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