Butcher
on the Irish
side of my
family my
grandfather
who never i
was to meet
was a but
cher of
meats
so in
many
and in
countless
numbers
there were
chickens
that went
under
his blade
and as the
ancients
say trust
that all
must
pay not the
boatman
but have
change
for the
turn
stile for
while no
money is
needed to
reach
nirvana
you have to
to come back
to this world
and do it all
over again
to get it
right
so right
after his
passing
and the
giving of
his last rites
he will from
his wake
wake as
i take
my
Italian
Mother
out to eat
at a proper
ristorante for
gastronomic
delights
where we
both ordered
the same
secunda
chicken
karmagiana
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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