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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Song of the Pipes

The song of the bagpipes cuts through the air,
over the moors and hills with an Irish flair,
songs of the battles and songs of romance,
songs that make me get up and dance.
 
How can I deny that music does things to me,
how it lifts me up and sets me free,
how the pipes resonate through my being
as I think of my Sweet Molly in the early Spring?

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Nelson D Reyes

Nelson D Reyes

 1y

Happy Springtime Robert! Sweet Molly’s still alive plying her cockles and mossels and ever will be sweet Molly. FaveLove

Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

 1y

@Nelson D Reyes: Molly must be a real looker, alright.

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