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A slow waltz was playin’
As he walked through the door
Eyes scanning the room
As he strolled ‘cross the floor
The music then stopped
And the dancers sat down
He looked at them all
Without smile or frown
And there in the corner
With a dress like a churl
Sat a beautiful, green-eyed
Red haired Irish girl
Passing all others
Much more wealthy by far
He marched to the chair
Of this wild Irish star
“Would ye dance wi’ me lady”?
He extended his hand
“Quite surely”, she said,
“And wouldn’t it be grand”?
So on through the night
They waltzed ‘cross the floor
Til the e’ening was over
And they danced through the door
Down the path to the beach
And out on the sand
‘Twas a fine evenin’, darlin'”
“Sure wasn’t it grand”?
Was the start of a new life
For Seamus and Maire
Was started as fun
And a bit o’ a dare…
“Would ye dance wi’ me lady”?
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Good Night Everybody
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So lovely.. very well written, I felt the rhythm of the dance:)
Sheer perfection.
Ethereal Paul. Sleep well~
ZZZZZZZZZX…..!