School: Drom Mór (B.), Beantraí (roll number 13095)

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Dromore, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Éamonn Ó Conchobhair
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    Now those who've got it, grasp for more,
    And say that heaven supplied it, O,
    While those who want if grumble sore,
    Ans say its ill divided, O.
    It makes us better, makes us worse,
    There are many who abuse it, O,
    To be a blessing or a curse,
    Depends on how we use it, O.
    Some, for the sin of being poor,
    They'd scorn you and despise you, O,
    But if good luck comes to your door,
    They'll be the first to prize you, O.
    Your friends who once looked cold and strange
    Will grow as sweet as honey, O,
    You'll very quickly find them change,
    If they think you have the money, O.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English