.Oh, poor old Admiral Nelson is no longer in the air>Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
On the eighth day of March in Dublin City fair>Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
From his stand of stones and mortar he fell crashing through the quarter>Where once he stood so stiff and proud and ru.
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