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Michael Finnegan

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Michael Finnegan

Michael Finnegan

There was an old man called Michael Finnegan,
He grew whiskers on his chinnigan.
The wind came out and blew them inigan,
Poor old Michael Finnegan... begin again.

There was an old man called Michael Finnegan,
Ran a race and thought he'd winnigin
Got so buffed (?) that he had to go innigin
Poor old Michael Finnegan... begin again.

He kicked up an awful dinnigan
'Cause they said he must not sinnigan

He went fishing with the pinnican (?)
Caught a fish but walked it innigan

Climbed a tree and barked his shinnigan
Took off several yards of skinnigan

He grew fat and then grew thinnigan
And thus he died and had to beginnigan
Poor old Michael Finnegan.

AJS
oct97
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