Celtic Influence
Upon the hills, out past the lea
The sea spray lingers, mists the face
The green surrounds, a myriad
Ireland’s shores, a Celtic place
When in the day, the pride, they wore
As body armor for Gaelic force
Carries to this day, when green they wear.
The Celtic influence had set its course.
For they had come to make a mark
Settled there and changed the land
A fighting style, no clothes they wore
To make weak, opponents fighting hands
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