Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman out, oh, so proud on his beat
When a vision came to him of on his sleeve;
"Promotion," he whispered, "I'll try for today,
So its come with me Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"Come me your name," says the limb of the law
To the little fat man wares on the straw.
"What's that, sir? Me name, Why it's there on display
And it's Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge said 'twas German; another, 'twas
"Prove you're lrish," said the policeman "and it say nay;
And sit on it, Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay."
Now the prisoner stepped up as stiff as a crutch.
"Are you lrish or English or or Dutch?"
"I'm a Jew, sir; I'm a Jew, sir," that over to stay.
And my it is Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"We're two of a kind." said the to the Jew;
"You're a of Briscoe and I am one too.
numbskull has blundered and for it will pay."
"Wisha right," says Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
There's a garbage who works down our strset;
He was a policeman, the pride of his beat.
And he moans all the and he groans all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
This reflects on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in Ireland; the inability of the to speak, or
even the language presented enforcement problems.
Briscoe was mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, "only in America."
by Clancys
See also
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