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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