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TO MY BRIT
A Scottish Irish lass
One sunny Spring day
Wished that big Brit
Would pass her way
Come over the rainbow
Clear passed the end
Where golden coins flow
From a black cauldron
Fill up your pockets, British man
All my gold is yours to find
I hide my giggles with my hand
Close my eyes fore I go blind
Wishing you a dream come true
Gold for everyday
My St. Patrick's Day gift for you
Find the pot of gold I bring your way.
3/10/2007 0423 cj
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