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OK, I admit it, we all have a little Irish in us... Now don't we...
Now if I can, I'm getting a Celtic tap dancer to perform the true Irish Dancing . She's a winner.
The Irish Rainbow
The
irony of the myth or belief , that
Under
the rainbow we
would find the golden fleece.. Well
, They
were always on the lookout on
a raining day. But
what they didn’t realize , And
I have to say, Whether
rain or shine,
they’ve always had to
this day The
color of the rainbow, in
their hearts and in their ways. You
see, The
green, of
their valleys where
the shamrock lies, The
deep blue sea, that
shines in their eyes, The
red that
glows on the youngster’s hair, Makes
the color of the rainbow a daily affair. They
don’t have to look up into
the skies, Since
the rainbow they have, every
day of there lives Alain
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