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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563293" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>March Horse Fair Day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The morning has a heavy winter chill<br>And dark rain clouds move over Clara hill<br>And the old man says that the rain will bucket down<br>As he stands holding his horse in the Square at Millstreet Town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Ireland on March the first the sun doesn't often shine<br>In fact the day is seldom ever fine<br>Old February till latter March remain<br>You take your hat and coat expecting rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Near 10 A.M. it makes a heavy shower<br>And it keeps on raining maybe for an hour<br>And horses and their owners soaked right to the skin<br>But rain doesn't worry tough horse loving men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The deals were clinched with hand slap and hand shake<br>Your bond your word and your word you would not break<br>The Town Square packed with people young and old<br>And deals were done and many horses sold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And people there from many walks of life<br>The travelling man with his children and wife, <br>And the man who owns forty acres of moor<br>By any standards he's considered poor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And wealthy farmer down south for the day<br>To buy good horse and make the journey pay<br>And horses changed hands when the deals were made<br>And Uptown pubs were doing a roaring trade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My thoughts return to happier days gone by<br>When I was younger and a school going boy<br>And March horse fair was always school free day<br>The better memories with us tend to stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I too went to Millstreet old Town Square<br>For to watch the dealings and the barterings there, <br>The slap of hands, the handshakes deals were done<br>And old friendships renewed and new friendships were won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nip of winter in the morning air<br>As people made their way to the horse fair<br>A shame about the weather some did say<br>But rain or sleet did not keep them away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A time of year between winter and spring<br>Too cold and early yet for birds to sing<br>Old February till latter March remain<br>And you take your hat and coat expecting rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The morning has a heavy winter chill<br>And dark rain clouds move over Clara hill<br>And the old man says that the rain will bucket down<br>As he stands holding his horse in the Square at Millstreet town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q>
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And dark rain clouds move over Clara hill
And the old man says that the rain will bucket down
As he stands holding his horse in the Square at Millstreet Town.

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