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All this I've been told by my mammy,
And surely she'll not tell a wrong;
But I don't remember nought of it,
Caze it happen'd when I were quite young.
Sing, fal de ral, &c.
On the very same day the next year,
For so ran the story of mother,
Tho same accident happened again,
But not to me, then, that were brother
So 'twas settled by old Father Luke,
Who dissolv'd all our family sins,
As wo both were born on the same day,
That we sartainly must have been twins.
Sing, fal do ral, &c.
'Twas agreed I should not go to school,
As learning I never should want;
Nor would they e'en teach me to read,
For my genius they said, it would cramp.
Now this genius of mine whero it lay,
Do but listen a while and you'll hear:—
'Twas in drawing—not landscapes and pictures,
No! mine were for drawing of beer.
Sing, fal de ral, do.
Some with only one genius are blest,
But I it appears had got two;
For when I had drawn off some beer,
I'd a genius for drinking it too.
At last I was drawn up to town,
Without in my pocket a farden;
