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Icelandic poem: said in the voice of Bjork

Thar hiz a fing in ma fridge
Tha dear not spike its naym
Han so I hav called hit midge
I fink it com from Spayn


Hit ides beheynd da Milk
And laffs wen the dor clouses
He as a chin lak Acker Bilk
An does has e' suppozez


Once he ate all me lard an gin
Han had folks there far owez
E' even ad mor drinks sent in
An spent me dosh on flowez


◄ Icelandic poem 2 In the voice of Bjork


Tommy Carroll

 

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 31st Dec 2022 09:13

Lard an gin

Must try it sometime!

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