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St. Patrick came to Ireland in the 5th century He went for a stroll, had a chicken roll on O Connell Street He rounded up all the snakes, from Belfast, Cork & Kerry Drove them down to Rosslare town, and put them on a P&O Ferry The father, the son, and the holy ghost But there's one thing that he loved most St. Patrick drove a Honda Civic, he put the boot down And coming into Westport said, There's some snakes in this town He blessed every inch of Ireland, and all the people in it He drove out the snakes, with no breaks, in his 99 blue civic Het met the brown bull of Coolie, and hurled a match with CuCullan He invented the snack box, And taught the drums to Larry Mullen Patrick had a cousin in New York, he was a block layer Paddy went on, a J Wan and he thought them a few prayers He invented jiving. And had a John Deere Did the first cut of silage and went on the beer She was 1.4 and had 3 doors (Go Paddy, Go Paddy, Go Paddy) She had 18 inch wheels and no NCT She had half a million miles on the clock And he lowered the bollix out the shocks Those snakes He didn't get them all, there's a few still in the Dail
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