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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