Running With Bulls

Category: irishness

  • The gang’s all here.

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    by

    Bernard Tyers
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    I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn’t sleep a winkThe rats were tryin’ to count the sheep and I was tryin to get off the drinkThere were footsteps in the parlour and voices on the stairsI was climbin’ up the walls and movin’ round the chairs.I looked out from under the blanket up…