Limerick Rick

A blind man from Limerick came over,

His eyes they were green like a clover

I told him think quick

And threw him a stick

But he fetched it just like my dog Rover.

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The ballad of one called Limerick Rick

A numpty, they all say he's old brick

But every morn'

at the crack of dawn

He dripped in green food dye each eye thick

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His pension it grew like a new born

A closet of jackets he'd not worn

From cliffs of Moher

To the Whites of Dover

He's the best blind man you'd ever sawn