Touch of Irish green, rainbow rising from the creek, canyon rich with luck.
It’s so close it could be a possibility.
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After my father told me the Irish tale, I slogged through 50 yards of knee-deep mud chasing the pot of gold before my mother took me to kindergarten . Boy did he get an ear full!
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Ha, ha, ha. A wonderful tale.
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It’s so close it could be a possibility.
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After my father told me the Irish tale, I slogged through 50 yards of knee-deep mud chasing the pot of gold before my mother took me to kindergarten . Boy did he get an ear full!
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Ha, ha, ha. A wonderful tale.
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