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Sure I lived a whole yare [said young Patrick Maroney]
Widin the same hash'ry wid Michael Mahoney,
Around the same table we bored and we boarded,
And ate iverything that the panthry afforded:
But that was enough for the price, I'll allow—
Which was nothin' to what cooked provisions is now.
An' wid chaffin' an' laughin' we got along well,
And I loved him as much as I'd care for to tell.
Widin the same hash'ry wid Michael Mahoney,
Around the same table we bored and we boarded,
And ate iverything that the panthry afforded:
But that was enough for the price, I'll allow—
Which was nothin' to what cooked provisions is now.
An' wid chaffin' an' laughin' we got along well,
And I loved him as much as I'd care for to tell.
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