Martello Tower on snotgreen
Though we no more fear
Napoleen
Saint Stephen’s stoning
Twenty three murder’s number
Twenty sixth, Christ amanger be
Mangy animals bleating, sent inside
Myrrh barely covering manure scent
Lá an Dreoilín, this year Dé Céadaoin
Draoí and éan combine, in mind
Stirring mystical archetypes
Fairy tissues wishful on trees.
Lather in the bowl
Bowl aloft, intoned
Hands flesked of sin
Benedictine cleanliness.
Syllid rosaries slid from linted prison
Bent backed repeating decades
Slented light grille-hitting blent
Hasped church at driftful midnight.
Alchemisland 
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