When I am feeling blue, or discouraged or hurt
I look forward to my cubby comfort
It fulfills my inner needs, it fulfills me indeed
Come fill me with your irish seed
You are my blessing from above
You are my friend, my prince, my love!
My cubby comfort is my desire
You are the only one to light my fire!
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