Posted on 03/17/2026 12:15:17 PM PDT by CharlesOConnell
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When the Irish call the snakes back home, and
show St. Pat the door, and
you get out, you Naz'reth Babe, don't
show Your Face no more, then the
ghost of Cromwell laughs from hell, I
couldn't kill you but just as well,
you'll do the job quite well yourselves and
soon be joining me here.
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Dublin, Ireland, August 18, 2016
Mega-rich Americans are funding the abortion push in Ireland. Why?
Let Erin remember the days of old,
Ere her faithless sons betrayed her.
When Malachi wore the collar of gold,
Which he won from her proud invader,
When her kings with standards of green unfurled
Led the Red-Branch Knights to danger,
Ere the emerald gem of the western world,
was set in the crown of a stranger.
On Lough Neagh’s bank as the fisherman strays
When the clear cold eve’s declining,
He sees the round towers of other days,
In the wave beneath him shining.
Thus shall memory often in dreams sublime,
Catch a glimpse of the days that are over,
Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time
For the long-faded glories they cover
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