School: Gort na Carraige (Rockfield) (roll number 9009)

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1. A Song or a Rhyme (continued)

   “Room, Room, give me room,”

   

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   Ten pounds for a doctor,
   Is there ere a doctor to be found,
   To cure this young turkey of
   of his deep and mortal wound.

   Enter the doctor wearing a black suit, white, stiff collar with black bow, a hard black hat, gold rimmed spectacles and carrying a doctors bag and a pair of gloves. He says

   Here comes I wee doctor Brown,
   The best wee doctor in the town.
   I’ll not charge,
   If I can't cure.

   Captain. What is your fee doctor.
   Doctor. Fifty guineas I shall crave,
   if this young turkey’s life I’ll save.
   Captain. Where did you travel doctor.
   Doctor. Italy, Germany,
   France and Spain,
   On my way back,
   I met a red haired black
   She had the holly colic in
   her big toe
   And a headache in the
   bottom of her belly
   I took out my hippocks - what they call lances in this country and I bled her at

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Martin Keegan

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Templenew, Co. Donegal

   Informant

   Patrick Fannon

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   22

   Address

   Lissacholly, Co. Donegal