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You've heard no doubt of Irish bulls, / And how they blunder, thick and fast; / But of all the queer and foolish things, / O'Reiley, you have said the last.
You say we brought the rebs supplies, / And gave them aid amid the fight, / And if you must be ruled by rebs, / Instead of black you want them white.