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WORK-A-DAY WARRIORS
Then I'll gather a sprig of shamrock,And set it upon her breast,And I'll place two kisses upon her lips—And I'm thinkin' ye'll guess the rest—For all that I'm going to sayIs, "Ye haven't forgotten the promise ye madeUpon Saint Patrick's Day—Saint Patrick's Day in the mornin'Two years ago to-day?"
