Knock, knock. It’s the maid at the door.

Knock, knock. It’s the maid at the door.
‘Just a second, my towel’s on the floor;
Now I’m decent, come in.’
‘It’s your breakfast, sir grin
And it’s top o’ the morning for sure.’

‘You’re Irish?’ ‘For sure, sir, bejay-
sus, begorrah, shillelagh, beja-
bers. Me name is Eileen;
I’m a Dublin colleen
Full o’ blarney.’ ‘I know. Go away

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