Stories Of Tubrid

It used to be a place where angels did dwell
But of late i have heard stories of Tubrid Well
Stories i do find hard to believe
Though the source they came from with words do not deceive

Good people who were praying there as food for the soul
From their unlocked cars did have their purses stole
Like all bad news the word has got around
That even at Holy Tubrid thieves do abound

To Tubrid in Millstreet not all people do go to pray
In the twenty first century it does seem this way
Even in holy places crime is on the rise
But stories of robberies at Tubrid to me is a surprise

Good and devout people go to Tubrid for to give them their due
But not everyone who goes there to their higher selves true
Even places of worship of crime are not free
In the twenty first century is how it seems to be

Where good and devout people worship thieves also are
In Tubrid nowadays if you do not lock your car
And leave your purse with money in it you may return to it to find
That even in places of worship are some of the dishonest kind

Where people come to worship from many miles around
Thieves hide in the cover of the trees by the sanctified ground
To where angels do dwell thieves are hiding near
Such stories of Tubrid of late i do hear.