Title: Valgfritt

Text: Well in the merry month of May from me home I started, left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted, saluted father dear, drank a pint of beer me grief and tears to smother. Then off to reap the corn, and leave where I was born, cut stout a black thorn to banish ghost and goblin. With a pair of brand new brogues, rattling o'er the bogs, frightening all the dogs, on the rocky Road to Dublin. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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