Two families lived in the townland of Gleflesk, Killarnen and one had a farm somewhat larger than the other. Many wondered at the big quantity of butter produced weekly by the smaller farmer and wondered still more at the small produce of the bigger. Things went on so for years until eventually the failed the one to make any - instead the creamed got into a foam or froth and boiled over.
Eventually the aggrieved farmer went to the Parish priest who visited the house and ordered the cream to be got ready for
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