St. Patrick’s the day, after all,
But without the parade
And the music they made
I’ve decided to buck protocol.
So
instead I will bring your attention
To an instrument, ancient, that’s plucked.
It’s the Celtic stringed crwth*
And I’m telling the truth.
(Google searches feel free to conduct.)
To an instrument, ancient, that’s plucked.
It’s the Celtic stringed crwth*
And I’m telling the truth.
(Google searches feel free to conduct.)
It’s
my Word of the Day on my iPhone,
One I’ve never had set on my plate
And with bagpipes on hold
Maybe we can be sold
On the vowel-less crwth for this date.
One I’ve never had set on my plate
And with bagpipes on hold
Maybe we can be sold
On the vowel-less crwth for this date.
*pronounced
krooth
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