Tag: irish writers
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Orb of Maybes
To love and suffer, to suffer another, is embarrassing awfully I wouldn’t permit it normally but I am bit; the romance of Paris Makes my heart Her garret; Her sweet nothings mine parrots Where it leads; the lesson dawns: the tale in telling grows awesomely Awaiting first frost’s thaw, in awe of glassy, classy, crystalline…
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whiteinside
Pockets like a mini roll got white inside Proffer me a proper hole, get right inside Red veins in my eyes, rode like I stole it In the coochie doing donuts, six trebling Thrusting faster than a bonus level, she trembling Don’t feed me after midnight, this Gremlins Don’t check my pockets, the soap is…
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The Lads Up Der In Heaven
Rabelais and James Joyce in tatters, non-stop screaming laughing Two kin hyenas ginsoaked keen for fine feeding using divinely given gifts to write fart jokes Gassed over hatter-mad scholars trying to find meaning in their words. Joyce had a fine voice, could have been a singer People scanread Ulysses then screed Reddit reviews highlighting the…
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Port Authority
You have to see the port authority Suddenly it’s Baltimore Wire season two It’s always fresh down heah, hey fuck you! Nothing to raise a camera like bored authority Only Gojira beats Gamera, his lunch thieves. This isn’t like a trip to outlet mall on your J1, this is out let fall all K 1…
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Sins of the Flesh
I think of my best clothes and they are on Inside my black jacket lining red as scarlet-snouted Anacreon Alacrity enhances your acceptance of invitation Your smile written citation I slink naked, clock my best clothes and they are off Upon the floor, finery’s trapdoor Stoking old loves angry spurned ghosts, host hating rewinding old…
Alchemisland 