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Many lands have slaves and traitors who would sell their race for gold Who would lead the greedy wild beast, on the unprotected fold But the meanest vilest wretch of all that curse the Earth today Is the Irish-born slaveling who would fight in England's pay'
'We meet again, the master and the student The one a sadder but a wiser man, the other still imprudent But age and youth, have one same thought That Erin's soul shall ne'er be bought. Soon may her Freedom's star arise And soon may be her foe's demise. Then you and I from fetters free Shall haste to Leix and Offaly. But we together shall come again As free, unfettered, unshackled men. And then we'll fill and quaff the glass That ours and Erin's dawn has come at last.'
Verse transcribed by Internee 1537, D Company, Hut 31, Patrick J. Daly (Tullamore, Offaly):
'Lloyd George no doubt when his life ebbs out Will ride in a fiery chariot He will sit in state on a red hot plate 'Twixt the Devil and Judas Iscariot Annanias that day to the Devil will say My Presidency here has failed So move up higher Away from the fire And make room for the liar from Wales.'