Ghéilleas not ever ráitibh
poet, prophet or wizard
That got the ugly Vulcan
Venus love with a woman,
Or seeing the bhánchnis pearl
With friends toil relative
Without choice or alternative residences
Together with Sean Disarmament.

Ghéillim not that hostile spirit
Your tháthaigh close the pair,
A sin objective Mhámoin
Among my shame, spiral! Mopso Nisa datur- is true it ráiteach Oh Oh beauty got the material man as Sean O Beverage.

If I were a man like everyone else
and I'd be artisanal,
Your turn at Mars she throidfinn
And ghráfainn her from my heart,
from your bhreoigh is that your I broke
a tláith I left without meaning,
Our snow Archives women be
his slave by John Drink.

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