My two little Irishmen. 
Roanin was too busy singing a drunken Irish song by this time.A boy is trust with dirt on it's face, beauty with a cut on it's finger, wisdom with bubble gum in it's hair, and the hope of the future with a frog in it's pocket.
My two little Irishmen. 
Roanin was too busy singing a drunken Irish song by this time.
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