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I often think back to who started all this,
Before I had learned the pleasure of a kiss.
Someone, somewhere gave this boy,
A lifetime of sadness, excitement and joy.
I sipped and loathed my dads’ mild beer
Then all of a sudden it was sorrow and cheer,
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If I had to name one who made me loyal,
I suppose it was Hughie McIlmoyle.
So I’ll give him the blame,
For attracting me to this great blessed game.
I won’t add up to what it’s cost,
Whatever life I should have had has been lost.
In my gut is a knot that winding like a coil,
It was definitely Hughie McIlmoyle.