The Rose Of Kanturk Town Comments

Her eyes as blue as the ripened sloes of November and her wavy shoulder length hair a darkish brown
Full of the joys of life and in her early twenties she bloomed like a rose The Rose of Kanturk Town
The clock ticks on but her i still remember and young in my memory she does seem to stay
I cannot picture her as one in her mid sixties that time has left the worst for wear and gray.
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