She Is A Girl Would Not Be

It Is The Old Battle, Between Those Who Use A Toothbrush And Those Who Don't.

What The Danes Left In Ireland Were Hens And Weasels. And When The Cock Crows In The Morning, The Country People Will Always Say 'it Is For Denmark They Are Crowing. Crowing They Are To Be Back In Denmark.'

I Don't Know In The World Why Anyone Would Consent To Be A King, And Never To Be Left To Himself, But To Be Worried And Wearied And Interfered With From Dark To Daybreak And From Morning To The Fall Of Night.

It Is What The Poets Of Ireland Used To Be Saying, That Every Brave Man, Good At Fighting, And Every Man That Could Do Great Deeds And Not Be Making Much Talk About Them, Was Of The Sons Of The Gael; And That Every Skilled Man That Had Music And That Did Enchantments Secretly, Was Of The Tuatha De Danaan.

Well, There's No One At All, They Do Be Saying, But Is Deserving Of Some Punishment From The Very Minute Of His Birth.