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Irish Dreams
Had I the light of the sky,
I would weave it into your eyes.
Show the whites whiter, the green brighter,
Irish eyes to match the glow of the day.
Had I the warmth of the sun,
I would press it onto your heart.
Help it beat steady with great regard
For mankind in a friendly Irish way.
Had I the art of tongue,
I would lay great tales thereupon
Of history's old and laughter bold.
Let the Irish call you out to play!
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