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SIOBHÁN PARKINSON

Rug mé ar bhreac lá dá raibh

mé ag iascaireacht sa choill.

Chuaigh an t-iasc i riocht

spéirmhná. As go brách léi

agus mise sa tóir uirthi.

I caught a trout one day when

Iwas fishing in the woods. The fish turned into a beautiful girl. Off she went, and me after her.

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