School: Seandrom, Ráth Luirc (roll number 11499)
- Location:
- Shandrum, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Eibhlis, Bean Uí Bhriain
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0367, Page 335
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- Alas how dismal is my tale
I lost my watch in Doneraile
My Dublin watch my chain and seal
Pilfered at once in Doneraile
May fire and brim stone never fail
To fall in showers on Doneraile
May all the leading fiends assail
The thieving town of Doneraile
As lightning flash across the vale
So down to hell with Doneraile.
The fate of Pompey at pharale
Be that the curse of Doneraile
May beef or mutton lamb veal
Be never found in Doneraile
But garlic soup and scurry kail
Be still the food of Doneraile
And for ward as the creeping snail
The industry be of Doneraile
May heaven a chosen curse entail
On ragged rotten Doneraile
May sun and moon forever fail
To beam their lights on Doneraile.
May every pestilential gale
Blast that cursed spot called Doneraile
May no sweet cuckoo thrush or quail(continues on next page)
