School: Coill na Leac

Kilnaleck, Co. Cavan
P. Mac Geibheannaigh

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Song - The Geese in the Pound

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0976, Page 057

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One day on my rambles from Cuoan,
By Urney I chanced to come round,
And who did I meet but James Andy,
Going to lodge geese in the pound.

I thought he was some old gamester,
Who was going to breed goslings for sport,
But when I preceived I had Bobby
I knew he was none of the sort
I stood a little while to discourse with him
To see if he'd let the poultry go home
I told him it would be a disgrace
If it in the country was known.
He made me an ignorant answer
As often he did before saying
That the poultry of Urney was likely his crop to devour.
I proceeded a little bit further
And hearing a great huilabaloo
Who was it but Old Nellie Donohoe
crying out "what will I do",
I never wanted for salt, soup, tea, or sugar,
Since the geese they began for to lay,
And my curse attend you James Andy

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Patrick O' Hare
Hackelty, Co. Cavan