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Good god almighty, they are actually admitting it now... Paramedic " strokes are on the rise. I dont know what is causing them, i have never witnessed this before.? " https://www.facebook.com/100001435411509/posts/pfbid0Sz7Kqq9LPAyxyrecVJ6teUPZQNNwQ5kdBeJDQK19cqPxfWH6YWtXYisFxAqLKTawl/
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Interesting little exchange with paramedics and call staff on Liveline during a discussion on ambulance waiting times.

Joe quickly moved on.
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"I should have known.... but I had to learn" Mary-loo McDonald

Did Sin féin sellout politician, Mary-loo-laa culturally appropriate Islamic attire in order to appropriate buns at this 'Muslim sisters of Eire' group event in the Phoenix Park' ?
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I'll be curious to see if the people of Clondalkin will give Sideshow Bob their vote when the time comes...
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The morning moon
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Morning ye'all 🌄
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Forwarded from MOUSE💚🐭👊
Mise éiRe
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Lyrics
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am older than the Witch of Berra.
Sine mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am lonely than the Witch of Berra.
Uaigní mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Great is my glory:
Mór mo ghlóir:

I gave birth to brave Cú Chulainn.
Mé a rug Cú Chulainn cróga.
Shame on you:
Mór mo náir:

My own children sold their mother.
Mo chlann féin a dhíol a máthair.
I'm so sorry:
Mór mo bhrón:

Those who put hope have died.
D'éag an dream inar chuireas dóchas.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am older than the Witch of Berra.
Sine mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
Me Ireland:
Mise éiRe:

I am lonely than the Witch of Berra.
Uaigní mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.
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Forwarded from MOUSE💚🐭👊
I am Ireland:
I am older than the Hag of Beara.

Great my glory:
I who bore brave Cú Chulainn.

Great my shame:
My own children that sold their mother.

Great my pain:
My irreconcilable enemies who harass me continually.

Great my sorrow:
That crowd, in whom I placed my trust, decayed.

I am Ireland:
I am lonelier than the Hag of Beara.
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