Josh Lyndon

February 9th, 1992, Belfast
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Ireland's hills rolling green,
Beautiful towns so serene.
Stunning ponds and dazziling lakes,
To leave in awe is no mistake.
A conflict that tore the north apart,
A stab and a blow to the mighty heart.
Tor a while the battle seemed in vain,
Would we crumble and fall to the evil of sin fien?
The British army played its part,
To restore the proud heart.
Ireland together standing tall,
Shoulder to shoulder rise up from the fall.
Peace here now forever to stay,
Irelands beauty will blow you away.
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