Irish Potato Famine
'Twas a horrible thing called the blight,
diseased potatoes a depressing sight,
starvation begone,
crossed over the pond,
arrived Ellis Island future looks bright.
3-13-17
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2017
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