A Leap Year is here once again,
A fair maiden will ask her lad's hand.
Woo to the lad who denies her hand and gets whacked with a pan,
He'll owe her a kiss,
If he's rich he'll owe her a gown.
So to this Irish tradition,
One has to ask,
"How many lasses have found that their love was surely bound?"
Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.
"There's always room for one more."
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