Scoil: Grangegeeth (uimhir rolla 2630)

Suíomh:
Gráinseach na Gaoithe, Co. na Mí
Múinteoir:
Seósaimhín, Bean Uí Dhubhghaill
Brabhsáil
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0714, Leathanach 412

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0714, Leathanach 412

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  1. XML Scoil: Grangegeeth
  2. XML Leathanach 412
  3. XML “Poetry”
  4. XML “Poetry”
  5. XML “Poetry”

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  1. Poetry

    This poem was written about a Spanish Ass. ...

    This poem was written about a Spanish Ass.
    He's as supple as a hare and as merry as a goat
    He can pull his fifteen hundred to the top of any moat.
    If you start from grange at one o'clock to prove what he can do
    You will have you pint in Drogheda before the clock strikes two.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
    Topaicí
    1. seánra
      1. filíocht
        1. filíocht na ndaoine (~9,504)
    Teanga
    Béarla
  2. Poetry

    This poem was written on a headstone over a dead ass. ...

    This poem was written on a headstone over a dead ass:-
    Here lies the remains of ancient Jack,
    With many a big load on his back,
    If he were alive and could speak his mind
    He'd say the Bobby should be fined.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
  3. Poetry

    Written about a travelling Bellows-maker. ...

    Written about a travelling Bellows-maker:-
    My name is Kate Cooney I live by my trade
    I understand leather and how it is made
    I can earn a shilling and spend it as fast
    For a wind-broken bellows I'll bring to its blast.
    Then here's to the tinker that handles the tin
    And here's to the women that are fond of the men.
    and here's to myself as long as I last,
    A windbroken bellows I'll bring to its blast
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.