The "Baird" McEnaney (now living in the Co. Home Monaghan)

With the flowers abloom one afternoon
I rambled all alone,
'Neath the leafy shade, there a maid
making sigh and moan.
Saying Johnny dear if you were here
my troubles they'd be old,
But in Afric-ay my love today
is fighting for the bold.
Saying I would I could if I could hear
your music voice again
the day we met I'll ne'er forget
Down by the River Fane.

To commerate the finding of a huge sel in
River Glyde-near the Killanny mills-some
100 years ago. Author of lines unknown.Larry Byrne, he being the cook,
He washes the pot and swept the crook, for fear the dust should spoil the soup of Artie's conger eel. Johnny Byrne up to the joke