School: Killallon (roll number 5207)
- Location:
- Boherard, Co. Meath
- Teacher: Stiophán Ó Scalaighe
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0715, Page 348
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Turf.A white bird featherless flew from paradise and settled on the castle garden wall. Up came Lord Langus, ate it up toothless and drove away horseless.
Snow and SunUp in the air and down and never touches the sky or ground
The handle of a pumpOld Mother Hubard has but one eye and a tail which she lets fly; and everytime she goes out a gap she leaves a bit of her tail in a trap.
Needle and thread(continues on next page)
