As Sinn Fein
Oh my mighty bones with flesh
Brushed in coincides thought is paint
In despair purely judge ticking clock
Lay to loom as nest to Griffith
Blushed as ballet in frozen waters
Flashed backed and came out as my hero
My land dignity as the peace
Oh my mighty bones disposed
Washed in river to calm ocean
Sound of Fein mighty mora
Despair with holding golden lit
Reyhan Yucebay
Copyright © Reyhan Yucebay | Year Posted 2006
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