Tag: irish
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Weedy heady dreamy sleepy
Got a dog stoned on Culainn’s stoop Green Istari wizard Tolkien’s illuminati of Illuvitar In appendices lonely Me and Bombadil for real ones only Smoking bits broken off Old Man Willow Got that green in large amount Nugs big, each one I’m keeping count Like fangs smilodoning below my snout I got that green, fumigate…
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Confrontation you should avoid
Out in the lane pissing Some pox bottle diss me Out my glaive, send him grave Or blacken eye with my shilleagh Sin é. Sin, eh? Tell me where and when Drop a cenobite’s head in my whatsapp Tell me you’re not scared, that’s a fat cap In your flatcap, with your whiskey flask In…
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Telling paramours tomorrow’s battle plans
Hoi polloi cider-joyed and kingringed lordlings eiderdowned Cavorting under one roof, hearthfires zenith to a point A bored portal around which scrawl Esculent-redolent miasms lingering like kicked dogs Spasming phantasms in Caesar seizures Grog, groping, the mind fogging. Yawning eyes to awning’s eaves attention pay Adam’s eyes to Eve, morning of the sixth day Night…
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Canvas, palimpsest of self
Mind a Hockney, paint drip dropped Sold, pocket few bob But not, alas, popular Hocking loogies after bonging Daytime to deireadh seachtaine I have a sweet tooth that’s green My barra seacláide a green shock Elysian crop Hungarians grow in Dunshaughlin Shotgun grief, a formality, at the grave of one unequal.