Tag: wren
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Lavabo
Martello Tower on snotgreen Though we no more fear Napoleen Saint Stephen’s stoning Twenty three murder’s number Twenty sixth, Christ amanger be Mangy animals bleating, sent inside Myrrh barely covering manure scent Lá an Dreoilín, this year Dé Céadaoin Draoí and éan combine, in mind Stirring mystical archetypes Fairy tissues wishful on trees. Lather in…
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St. Stephen, no wren friend
Somewhere in Dublin a frigid forecourt in storm North King Street worming behind Four Courts Wet catchyourdeath chill alright, oldtown silhouette Later belching towers’ll smoulder there, giant cigarettes Nearby St. Stephen’s lazaret Outside which stabbed faction fighters are left after a decent Donnybrook Melee broke out, two villages a single scrimmage Such blood spillage a…
Alchemisland 