The Dagda's Feast

Mighty god with belly round
Dagda's name, let praises sound
Club that kills, harp that sings
Cauldron feeds, magical things

Dagda's feast never ends
Eating, drinking, transcends
Magic club gives and takes
Cauldron deep, all strife breaks

Lake of porridge, meant to shame
Ate it all, won the game
Scraped it clean, not a crumb
Left them speechless, struck dumb

Dagda's feast never ends
Eating, drinking, transcends
Magic club gives and takes
Cauldron deep, all strife breaks

Club's one end, armies fall
Other end, life recalls
Oaken harp controls all
Seasons bend at its call

Father figure, leads the band
Wisdom rules throughout the land
War or peace, always fed
Good God's name, widely spread

Dagda's feast never ends
Eating, drinking, transcends
Magic club gives and takes
Cauldron deep, all strife breaks

Strength in battle, might in peace
Dagda's power doesn't cease
Giant among gods, he stands
Fate of all in his hands

Dagda's feast never ends
Eating, drinking, transcends
Magic club gives and takes
Cauldron deep, all strife breaks

Raise your glass to Dagda's name
Irish lore preserves his fame



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