Tag: ireland
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Inner City Oldtime
Our own tongue throat stranger And failing to nourish will or may perish We pause, wishing to answer betters in Irish Cannot know a lost language Vanishes, we answer in English Less than swill of which our Liffey consists. What is Irishness What is native wit? Slack jaws guffawing Slenting houses built from haunted bricks…
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Pissed up pagan
If you chance to take a glance over see a man whose not sober Not quite soulless but his prayers groaned go to silt-bellied Sobek Piss off a pagan you get your guts garlanded over a henge You’ll get wrecked with my neolithic vengeance, mediaeval weapons Know you pissed off a pagan When aches and…
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Pizza after the play
Rise from greener like a Phoenix Performance tonight in the Helix Dad’s got a tape of the play, slán a rang a sé I wasn’t born in the eighties You were born to ape me, hand open almoner Slice haeped with bacon, oil from Naples Like a saint’s blood, every bite delightful It turns me…