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The Shamrock
Away across the sea I found a Shamrock, She was as pretty as the golden sun in Kent. I knew I should not touch this lovely Shamrock, But I knew her charm would hunt me if I went. I reached out and held the little Shamrock, The wind kept tugging just as if to say Please don't take this flower out of England. Leave if you wish but let the Shamrock stay. The charm of Ireland seemed to glow and prosper, and everything was pure as pure could be. Happiness was ours and soon another, Just as long as we stayed near the Irish Sea. The Shamrock flourished fine in dear old Ireland, where sunrise drives the mist in Dingle Bay and Shamrocks get along beside the channel, on even by the Mersey so they say. To take a Shamrock far from home brings trouble, and lucky as this charm could ever be. It soon began to wilt and louse its luster, Soon after we had moved across the sea. The Shamrock flourished one more time then wilted, and nothing I could do even seemed right. I tried air, water, and even sparkling sunshine, and even kept the door open on it at night. I swear I'll never move another Shamrock, As this one's back again now with the breeze, Maybe some day she'll float on back to England and settle down around the lovely trees.
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