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ask a question, <clarinet>, 22.05.2005 12:41

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:-)), <ginsoakedboy>, 23.05.2005 12:04

:-)), <Alli>, 23.05.2005 12:08

:-)), <ginsoakedboy>, 23.05.2005 12:17

And by the way......., <ginsoakedboy>, 23.05.2005 14:20

Whoops, <ginsoakedboy>, 23.05.2005 14:22

Roule ma poule, <Eric>, 23.05.2005 15:14

Gee thanks!, <Alli>, 23.05.2005 16:00

Gee thanks!, <ginsoakedboy>, 23.05.2005 22:20

GSB, <Alli>, 23.05.2005 22:33

GSB 2, <Alli>, 23.05.2005 22:35

Art attack and beer, <Eric>, 23.05.2005 22:41

Roule ma poule, <Alli>, 23.05.2005 16:38

ask a question, <marco>, 24.05.2005 02:22

Marco.., <Alli>, 24.05.2005 11:37

Subject		ask a question
Sender		marco
Created		24.05.2005 02:22

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The pale moon was rising
above the green mountain;
the sun was declining
beneath the blue sea
when I strayed with my love
to the pure crystal fountain
that stands in the beautiful
vale of Tralee.

She was lovely and fair
as the rose of the summer
yet 'twas not her beauty
alone the won me
Oh, no! 'twas the truth
in her eye ever dawning
that made me love Mary,
the Rose of Tralee

The cool shades of evening
their mantle was spreading,
and Mary, all smiling,
was listening to me,
The moon through the valley,
her pale rays was shedding
when I won the heart
of the rose of Tralee

Though lovely and fair
as the rose of the summer
yet 'twas not her beauty
alone the won me
Oh, no! 'twas the truth
in her eye ever dawning
that made me love Mary,
the Rose of Tralee.

PS Who's Dermott Gavin?

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