Old Ireland
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[Stanza 1]
In the land of old Ireland, where legends reside,
Where ancient tales and myths coincide,
A place of beauty, both wild and serene,
With rolling green hills and valleys so keen.
[Stanza 2]
From Dublin’s bustling streets to Galway’s shores,
The Irish spirit, it forever soars,
With charming pubs and Guinness galore,
Where leprechauns dance and legends explore.
[Stanza 3]
The music rings out, a lively reel,
As fiddles and flutes make hearts truly feel,
The craic is mighty, laughter fills the air,
With Irish wit and banter beyond compare.
[Stanza 4]
From Blarney Castle to the Cliffs of Moher,
The landscapes enchant, leaving you in awe,
With castles and ruins steeped in history’s lore,
Old Ireland beckons, forevermore.
[Stanza 5]
So raise a glass to this Emerald Isle,
Where magic and merriment go on for miles,
Old Ireland, a place like no other,
Where charm and laughter reign supreme, brother!
The Crazymad Writer Writes Again 