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Irish Love poetry |
| My Irish Lass Of this Irish lass I dream The brightest smile I've ever seen Luscious eyes of emerald green The softest skin the hue of cream And if this dream is just a test To dream this dream at every rest Then with this dream I'm truly blest To be my dream lovers nightly guest Then I awaken and finally see As reality washes over me That I'm as lucky as a man can be For that Irish lass is wed to me |