As round as a marble as flat as a pan, the head of a woman and the whole of a man?
Through rag, through reed, through an old spinning wheel, through a horses shin bone there is no riddle ever known?
As I went up to Dungannon, I saw a man hanging, I sucked his blood and left his bones hanging?
Collected by:- Séamus Ó Diolúin Dromoher
Told by: - John Callinan. Crossard.
- Séamus Ó Diolúin
- Drummoher, Co. Clare
- John Callinan
- Crossard, Co. Clare