Tag: ireland
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The King Must Have Intercourse With A Horse
Mass to grove gods given in the deep motte, ashes impressed onto the brow and chest in blessing Twisting trees like matted hair on a woodwose breast, the sacred whore undressing The crown-conferring horse is led into a storm of golden confetti Her setting mimics that of a horse inviting, a cover of shear netting…
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The Book of Invasions
Farmers say Eel pickers around Lough Neagh Descend from Hunter Gatherers, whilst they Descend from Neolithic farmers, those whose grave markers Astound, yet drawing remark millenia later Evidence of life here thirty three thousand years ago, I don’t remember a masonic period before the ice age This old race were dark skinned, blue eyed, in…
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STONEHENGE SECRETS
Half light half shadow Half snakes half ladders William Stukeley, mind you he was a mason He was amazed By the henges The ancients’ ways Kept him awake Days he spent on knees digging ditches Sweating between the cordons A serpent mound, Atlantean in origin A porous rock they poured concrete in to stopper a…
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Pooer Howis
I’m not going to the poor house If I have to steal Travelyan’s corn Flintlock freeze his spouse I’ll lead him blindfolded to his own boathouse Lead him out of the big house Not a word now, big man I only think it I made pilgrimage to the resident evil prop arm of Dan Donnelly,…
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SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS
I’m drinking five shots of Famous Grouse in the house before going out A whole Clapton of nose action, siúcra snout Shout shout let it all out Fears for tears, funeral of my held dears His old dear now deceased Buck Mulligan beastly dead he said about she Come around me, Ard Rí Family hear…
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