Sharing is caring!

There’s ne’er a mile in Ireland’s Isle where the dirty vermin musters;
Where’er he put his dear forefoot he murdered them in clusters.
The toads went hop, the frogs went flop, slapdash into the water,
And the beasts committed suicide to save themselves from slaughter.

Old Irish Song

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *