Scoil: Mullach na Cille (uimhir rolla 14649)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Riddles (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   and all the world would not knock it.
   Smoke.

   8. Middy-noddy, round body, three feet and a wooden hat.
   A Pot.

   9. Ink, ank, under the bank, ten drawing four.
   A woman milking a cow.

   10. There were twenty four white sheep lying by the wall
   And the little red bull came up and licked them all.
   Your tongue licking your teeth.

   11. Riddle me, riddle me anty-O,
   My father gave me seed to sow;
   When the snow began to melt,
   Like an old woman losing her health,
   When the health began to fall,
   Like a bird upon the wall;
   When the bird began to fly,
   Like a needle in the sky;
   When the sky began to rattle,
   Like a bloody man in battle;
   When the blood began to spill,
   Like the grinding of a mill;
   When the mill began to stop,
   Like the chasing of a top;
   When the top began to fall,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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