Just cut a set of doorkeys, place in Dalkey
Nothing Fawlty, no Torquay
No doorway talking, bad Clondalkin boys are stalking
Blue-tile pool even though it’s freezing, pets hawks
Porticos and friezes, coke-preceded pep talks, unneeded
Awesome fractions, four please
Portions lashings
Porkies for the Bastards, doesn’t matter what they’re asking
Momentary lapse, manse near Loch Loman
Gaffs that look old Roman
One from Tacoma
Took over rolling when my eyes rolled over like a pulled slotty’s symbols.
Alchemisland 
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