School: Mohill (B.) (roll number 12415)
- Location:
- Mohill, Co. Leitrim
- Teacher: Francis Flynn
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0215, Page 117
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- (continued from previous page)On fair days to the towns they hie to sell their simple wares.
They all get drunk and fight and use most ornamental swears;
Get landed to the barracks, in a dungeon dark and damp.
Next morning - now the best of friends - they make their way to camp.
To hammer out new porringers to sell to you and me,
The cash we pay is hoarded up for yet another spree.The next court day they all appear, and gaily pay their fines,
Then have another flare-up on the old familiar lines;
They always have the money for a gorgeous feed of drink
And always know beforehand that they'll end up in the "clink".
The women are as useful as the men in any fight,
They box and slap and kick and squeal, and claw with nails and bite.(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Archibald Oliver Edward Bradshaw
- Gender
- Male
