Irish Shamrock

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Fighting Irish
The so called green niggers
of America treated like second
class citizens. Could not get a job
to feed our families. but we rose like
Irish Hills
Over the Irish Hills the moon bestowes
white sickles captured in the pitch black
Presented to me in mirth.
The arrival of new birth
Irish Blood
Im wild and always ready to fight
Im calm and quiet like the night
I dont talk or conversate much
speak on me that's it. Im closing
I Cant Let You Go
maybe i should just let you go
untie you from this rope

I dont think i can be for you
Your Irish Love
I am your four leaf clover
I am your lucky charm
I am your leperchaun
I give you all my gold


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