Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “A wandering tribe, called the Siouxs…”

A wandering tribe, called the Siouxs, 
Wear moccasins, having no shiouxs.
	They are made of buckskin,
	With the fleshy side in, 
Embroidered with beads of bright hyiouxs. 

1. Kitty of Coleraine
2. Glen-Orra
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. Gathering of the MacDonalds
5. The Banks o’ Glaizart

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