School: Araglin (C.), Cill Úird (roll number 9248)
- Location:
- Araglin, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Caitlín Ní Cheallacháin
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- (continued from previous page)In search of a bite to eat.And I went into a tailor's shop,
I was scarcely sitting down,
When in came the Sergeant and his men,
Like bull dogs from the town,
I buckled up my boots, my boys,
And made out for the hills,
The Sergeant followed after me,
But thanks to God he fell,
I hid myself in a furze bush,
Above in Con Hoy's grounds,
And if I stopped there for seven long years,
I never would be found. (no title)
“The warble fly is all over, ¶ There is no mistake about that, ¶ The cows will rest in comfort ¶ When the weather will get hot...”
The warble fly is all over,
There is no mistake about that,
The cows will rest in comfort
When the weather will get hot
They won't be breaking through the fences.
Or running towards the stall
They would surely lose their senses,
But for the member in the Dail(continues on next page)