The Old Moore's
The old Moore’s
The old Moore brothers lost
in the fog in the bog felt a strong wind
fog in the bog blew away the old Moore
brothers shouted hurray looks like we
be here for another day down to the pub
they did march talking and linking in case
one should stray Paddy , Larry and Harry had
no money Barry said don’t worry this is my pay day
Copyright © Niall Fulham | Year Posted 2017
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