Let's put "Ballydehob" in a line that scans as a limerick line:

A young sailor from Ballydehob

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By chance I once actually wrote a song containing that name. It began: As I rode out from Ballydehob, I said, "For all that the grass is green, Being a psychic's a hell of a job -- You daren't say half of the things you've seen, And the rest is scarcely worth the bob That pays my fare to Skibbereen."

--- Joe Fineman    joe_f@verizon.net

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