Michael Finnegan

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He had whiskers on his Chinnegan
Along came the wind and blew them in again
Poor old Michael Finnegan, begin

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He kicked up an awful Dinnegan
Because they said he could not sing again
Poor old Michael Finnegan, begin again

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He went fishing with a Pinnegan
Caught a fish and dropped it in again
Poor old Michael Finnegan, begin again

There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He grew fat and then grew thin again
Then he died and had to begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan, begin again

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