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Our Club

We sat and chatted quietly, About the town and about the club, The green and white of Portlaoise, For us both, an enduring love.

Our surroundings didn’t matter, As we sat contently, side by side, The town we both loved so well, Filling both our hearts with pride.

- Dennis Tynan

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