Summertime on Knockmany Hill

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Lemon-Scented Justice

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Oh, the summertime had come
And the trees were green in Ireland
There were giants living on the coast
Tending sheep and growing barley
And one giant named Fionn McCool
Known far and wide as a master hunter
Left with his hounds one peaceful afternoon
Humming as he followed after
The sun was setting on the shore
Casting shadows over Fionn
He heard a cry from far across the sea
A taunt that chilled his very being
Send me ten of your strongest men
And I’ll return their bones
Without all these miles between our isles
There’d be nothing left but stones
I’ll kill ten, or even twenty, on my own
Fionn answered quick
Without much hesitation
He said I’ll find a way across this sea
And bring my wrath to Scotland
Upon returning home
Fionn sat and started fuming
His wife Oonagh asked him what was wrong
He said a giant gave a challenge
He said to send him ten of our strongest men
And he’d return their bones
But without all these miles between our isles
He’d be silent as a stone
I said I’d go, and that I’d fight him, on my own
Well Oonagh listened close
She said I wish you would have told me
Before you swore to go and risk your life
From this sense of prideful duty
Oh Fionn, think of me
Think of our unborn child
You’ll save no one in this fight
Don’t let your passion go unbridled
He said to send him ten of our strongest men
And he would return their bones
If you cross all these miles between our isles
You’ll be buried under stones
Leaving me, and our baby, on our own

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