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Saw Johnny Cash In the Pub

Here comes a bit of blarney for you I looked up and saw the boy named Stew He was known for tall tales and lies. One of those entertaining Irish guys. Saw Johnny Cash at the pub just now. He rode in on a donkey, or maybe a cow. This was the tamest tale that he told. Next he said he had found the leprechaun’s gold. His tales were getting a bit better every year. This was said by my aunt with the magic mirror. See you later, said Stew, got to go to the parade. “In Dublin probably!” yelled out the upstairs maid. Johnny Cash came out of the tavern then. He gave Stew a tweak under his chin. Let’s go get that gold, so we can get to Dublin, okay? The rest of us were totally blown away.

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