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1. Poem Called Margarine

   

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   Poem called Margarine
   By the late Seán Etchingham

   'Twas the first day of October in the glorious year '16,
   That I first became acquainted with that stuff called margarine,
   High up on the heights of Dartmoor in my lonely prison cell,
   Where they carried me from Ireland because I did rebel.

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   They were running round the breakfast, aye
   breakfast so they said,
   A pint of pasty porridge with a lump of blackish bread,
   When in a tin like Poll Burke's snuff box to my
   great surprise I seen,
   A little bit of yellow grease 'twas labelled Margarine.

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   I couldnt ask the warder he was going at such a pace,
   The serving of the meals in jail was like a desperate race,
   And if you dont leave your little stool in time to reach the door,
   You'll find your stave off hunger stuff all strewed upon the floor

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   Well I felt it and I smelt it and I turned it with care,

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