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Patrick Kavanagh - Kerr`s AssPatrick Kavanagh - Kerr`s Ass
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We borrowed the loan of Kerr`s ass To go to Dundalk with butter, Brought him home the evening before the market And exile that night in Mucker. We heeled up the cart before the door, We took the harness inside The straw-stuffed straddle, the broken breeching With bits of bull-wire tied; The winkers that had no choke-band, The collar and the reins . . . In Ealing Broadway, London Town I name their several names Until a world comes to life Morning, the silent bog, And the God of imagination waking In a Mucker fog.
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