Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman out, oh, so proud on his beat
When a vision to him of stripes on his sleeve;
"Promotion," he whispered, "I'll try for today,
So its come with me Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"Come me your name," says the limb of the law
To the fat man selling wares on the straw.
"What's that, sir? Me name, sir? Why there on display
And Moses Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge said 'twas German; another, 'twas
"Prove you're lrish," said the policeman "and it say nay;
And we'll sit on it, Ri-tooral-i-ay."
Now the prisoner stepped up as stiff as a crutch.
"Are you lrish or English or or Dutch?"
"I'm a Jew, sir; I'm a Jew, sir," came over to stay.
And my name it is Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"We're two of a kind." said the to the Jew;
"You're a of Briscoe and I am one too.
This numbskull has and for it will pay."
"Wisha that's right," says Ri-tooral-i-ay.
There's a garbage eollcctor who down our strset;
He was a policeman, the pride of his beat.
And he all the night and he groans all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
This reflects on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in the inability of the police to speak, or
even recognize the presented enforcement problems.
was Dublin's mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, "only in America."
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