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Fearn
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Username: Fearn
Post Number: 627
Registered: 06-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, October 25, 2007 - 10:38 am: |     |
Bhí Ailbhe agus Beartla sa tabhairne ag cur an domhain trína chéile mar ba ghnáth leo.
"Cogar, a Bheartla, cad a dhéanfá dá raibh deireadh le teacht ar an domhain anois beag?"
Bhain Beartla súmóg as a ghloine is rinne sé a mharana. Ansin, chuir sé straois ar féin:
" Rithfinn timpeall is bhuailfinn craiceann le gach duine is deoraí a raibh beocht ann agus cor as. Cé'n fáth? Cad a dhéanfása?"
"Fanfainn i mo sheasamh gan cor asam", arsa Ailbhe |
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Mise_fhéin
Member
Username: Mise_fhéin
Post Number: 322
Registered: 11-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, October 25, 2007 - 11:05 am: | |
an ceann is fearr go dtí seo gan amhras :) |
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Fearn
Member
Username: Fearn
Post Number: 632
Registered: 06-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, October 25, 2007 - 11:14 am: | |
ar mhaithe leis na bhfoghlaimeoirí, seo an buafhocal a shíl mé a scríobh:
"D'fhanfainn i mo sheasamh gan cor asam", arsa Ailbhe
[Dia leat, a mhise fhéin] |
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Joselito (Unregistered Guest)
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| | Posted on Friday, October 26, 2007 - 09:11 pm: | |
Leagan eile:
“D’fhanfainn i mo shuí, mo ghob dúnta, gan cor asam,” arsa Ailbhe….
”Is fánach an áit a bhfaighfeá an tS.E.I.F.!!” |
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