If the child was too fast or the clock was too slow. No'., the first faction fight in old Ireland they say Was all oh account of St. Patrick s birthday. Softie fought for the eighth, for the ninth more would die, And w-ho wouldn’t see right sure they blackened his eye, At last both the factions so positive grew That each kept a birthday, so Pat then had two. Till Father Mulcany, who showed them their sins, Said no one could have two birthdays but twins. Says he, “Boys, don’t be fighting for eight or for nine Don’t be always dividing, but sometimes combine. Combiner eight with nine and seventeen is the mark So let that be his brthday,” “Amen!” says the clerk. “If he wasn’t a twins sure o r history will show That at least he’s wortli any two saints that we know.” Then they all got blind drunk which completed their bliss, And we keep up the practice from that day ’till this.

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