.A hungry feeling, came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
And that auld triangle went "jingle, jangle"
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
Oh, to start the morning, the warden bawling
Get up out of bed, you, and clean out your cell
And that.
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