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1. The Middle Creamery

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Now kind farmers pay me attention,
   A doleful story to you I will tell,
   About those creamery I'll tell,
   They were invented by limbs from hell,
   Your pans and barrels now are forsaken,
   There is no redemption for ever more,
   While creamery milk will be in operation,
   Your stomach & your bowels sore,
   It is well compounded with nitrate soda,
   to separate both the cream & fat.
   It would kill a tiger at forty paces,
   And it is a deadly enemy to dog or cat,
   You are all acquainted with Michael Leary,
   That jolly tailor with the rolling eyes,
   They bought his land and they built a dairy,
   And contemplated on a big supply,
   When he drank his milk he got constipation,
   His stomach swelled like a piper's bag,
   And now he is passing worms & inflammation
   And manure superior to basic Slag.
   The very donkeys make lamentations
   Their backs are broken both night and day
   The boys and girls are getting lazy
   And the country's bankrupt from drinking tay
   So now kind farmers pay me attention
   Make your butter as in days of yore

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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