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The White Albs of Dell A legend grew up from McCorogan's bay By an inlet of Forthland that exists to this day. Two old men, one wise, one not sane Left their homes, their lives for the gain. Their journey long, their progress slow Many miles they had to go.
Their paths were rocky, they didn't do well, When they encountered the White Albs of Dell. The range of mountains where they failed Their bodies to the ground were impaled. Their names grew in fame, their fortunes were told A joy for the young and a hope for the old. |