School: Tunnyduff
- Location:
- Tonyduff, Co. Cavan
- Teacher: Micheál Ó Cathaláin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1015, Page 013
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- All patches without any stitches
riddle me that and I'll give you my breeches? A cabbage head.
It opens like a barn, shuts like a trap. You'll think of many a thing before you think of that? An umbrella.
As I went up the hill one day I met a thing in a wisp of hay. It was neither fish, flesh, not bone and I kept it there, till it walked alone? An egg.
Why does a cow look over a ditch? Because she can't look under it.
Why does a hen pick a potstick?
Because she can't lick it.
There are two little pigs in yonder sty, when they food the roar, and cry, and when it gets nothing; how quiet they lie? Two millstones.
As black as ink, and as white as snow, and it hps on the road like hailstones? A magpie.(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Bernard Smyth
- Gender
- Male
- Address
- Cordoagh, Co. Cavan
- Informant
- Phil Smyth
- Gender
- Male
