Brianna Ringsend Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Arr matey, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout whores, savvy? Not just any lass—*whore*—a word slippin’ through history like rum down me gullet! Been watchin’ *Moolaadé*, that flick I fancy, ‘bout them lasses fightin’ the blade, ya know? “Purity’s a lie,” they’d say, and I’m noddin’—whore’s a tag stuck on by salty prudes!

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The lyrics tell the story of a young woman named Rose Donoghue from Ringsend. The narrator describes her beauty, charm, and grace, and a desire to marry her. In Dublin Town there lives .

So, I finally get the chainsaw going. Thank the tree gods! I’m cutting away, and suddenly, I hear a loud crash. I look up, and a branch from the oak falls right next to me. I jump back like I’m dodging a bullet. My heart’s racing. I’m like, “Dude, that was close!”

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