Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

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