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Cre’n sorch dy rack Dy hie hrog Jack ?
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What sort of wreck of a house did Jack build?
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Cha hass eh magh un gheurey ;
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It won’t withstand one winter;
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Ve soit son gaih Ayns kione y vaie,
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Being set as a toy in the end of the bay,
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Myr posee ayns y tourey.
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Like a flower in the summer.
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Ta cloan sheelnaue Er ghoaill ayns laue,
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The children of mankind have undertook
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Paart jeh ny saaseyn s'aittey,
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Some of the funniest methods,
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Dy reayll yn keayn Jeh Mannin veein
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To hold the sea from dear Mannin,
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Lesh cleiy dy chabbil vaidjey!
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With a hedge of wooden horses!
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Agh geay as roayrt T'er n’yannoo spoyrt
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But wind and spring tide has made fun
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Jeh ny cretooryn graney;
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Of the ugly creatures;
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T'ad ooilley scart, Myr shenn chonvayrt,
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They are all separated, like an old carcess,
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Ersooyl ny chraueyn baney.
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Gone, as white bones.
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Vel nyn dreishteil Cha leah failleil?
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Is our hope failing so soon?
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Ve jerkal treih dy jarroo!
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It was a miserable expectation indeed!
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Yn fer three—chosh Yiow'n scoalday losht,
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The three-legged one, will get a burning scald,
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Ec geeck ny cabbil varroo.
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By paying the dead horses.
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Foxdale, July 30, 1868. J. Q.
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Foxdale, July 30, 1868. J. Q.
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