Tag: irish
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Whitewheelweell
Entering town, sign reads SLOW Zone for inspection Hungry feeds in my mentions Unmentionable weed In my wheel well’s dimension A little something white as a denture As a dead duck’s neck, as a tudor ruff As a bleached dove I tossed a prayer to the lord above Hope the fuzz can’t smell my shrubs…
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Hithitsip
Give me a sip from your flask Barely any left after BJJ class Take a lash and say thanks, class Roll one with the new grass We’re on the grass in every sense Like a Crop Circle incident He takes out a joint he’s already rolled Winks sixth sense, that was some ninja shit Sweating…
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Portion
An ounce and a bottle of whiskey Down you, month on the drip feed I clean the seats and wipe clean the streaks Wearing yellow marigolds, same colour as the fields of cormallen I’m tracing the Shannon, singing Barbara Allen My hand cannon like an allen key, release your steam.
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Gotime
When it’s time go no one will know it was me Wore a thick black robe down to the knee Grow a beard, lay low for the next three Weeks, things gleaming no receipts for them Guests are eager this evening but I don’t receive them I’m ghosting everyone, phone is on flight mode Heads…
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History of the house
Alabama Day after homes under the hammer So much sawdust, like a meat factory Your man needed a bandana Used to have a sweet home Like a fairy tale witch Hoping to lure Hansel in Handles on the oven’s inside Hang on while you sizzle Bought the lands it sat on Locals my kind spat…
Alchemisland 