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Pat Donoghue and Tim Hickmott
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“The Gael”
From moose valves and bonnets, To belts, buckles and pins. We’ve doublets and Charlies Argyll’s and the like.
Perfume or earings, Sporrams and drums, There’s a talented piper Who’d play you a tune, As you glide down the aisle for yon wedding in June.
We’ve kilts you can hire, Or buy if you choose, There’s garters and horseshoes, For the bride of the day, “black knives” and the hose, For to hide it away.
Miniature Whiskeys, A “wee nip” as we’d say There’s sashes and plaids, And pictures and more, So next time you’re our way, Why not nip through our door.
Failte. You’ll aye find a warm welcome at
“The Gael”
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