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Fireside tales
Skeealyn keeil chiollee
Give the stale bread to the birds
Cur yn arran creoi da'n eeanlee
He was endowed with great talents
Ren Jee feoiltaghey schleighyn mooarey er
His head is stocked with tales
Ta'n kione echey lane dy skeeallyn
I have heard that tale before
Cheayll mee yn skeeal shen hannah