Father O’Riely and father O’Brien
Father O’Brien.
Yes father O’Riely
I’ve got a few holes in my tunic, can you tell me where I can get them mended.
O Sister O’ Kara will darn them for you, she’s putting on a fate next Sunday and she wants someone to sit on the dunking chair with hardly any cloths, but she can’t find any one to do it.
She’ll be happy to darn them for you, that is, for a favor.
O that’s alright father O’Brien, I just remembers, my mums a very good sewer.
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