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If I could have chose to love another, 
And the heavens had fallen from the sky, 
And the fields which offer little or no hope,
Would...

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She wrote down “Erin go Braugh or go home
It was the beginning of her St Paddy’s day poem
A couple of eejits were staring at her...

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You Never Cared For Me 

You never cared for me 
I was not your son ,
We did not embrace 
Each or either one .
Your religion...

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In The meadow 

Wait ‘til the sun has cooled
And taken it’s familiar place
In the summer sky, in linen white,
Cut below the knee, you float
Across the...

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Raised in North Cork
A man who received widespread adulation
It’s D.D Sheehan, B.L
Of the Irish Land & Labour Association

A poet and wordsmith
Who build the branch network...

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Carrying their brief to Washington Street
Ready to present before the court
A solicitor’s compelling case
Based on the law of tort

The judge arrives on the circuit
Yet in...

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Gilgamesh O’Malley left his home in Fermanagh
With dreams of steaming plates of Irish stew.
He ate his last potato last time Sheamus paid the rent.
Since then,...

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Why this is my tale

Of my family tree and roots 

The what and where

My Gaelic Celtic 

Surname origins came

Straight out of my Liverpool home 

Retracing...

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Goodbye to the leprechauns
goodbye clover carpets of green
I will cross many a deep blue sea
 to a wide sunshine land, just for me.

I have my...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE V

Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise
by Michael R. Burch

I wanted to be good as gold,
but being good, as I’ve...

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In the town of Milton Creek the sun was starting to rise
And Jenna was planning for Ranger David a lovely surprise
Unbeknown to him preparations were...

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I've never been to Ireland—
never seen the patchwork landscape
spreading, green, through a hazy sunlight.
Gray oceans crashing on rocky shores,
craggy mountains climbing
toward billowing skies—
I have never...

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Kitty a row - a ree
	Kitty a ree – a row 
You ride a cow
	And I ride a mare
We’ll ride on home
	to see who’s the...

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didn't intend to 
be in another Irish pub
but it's raining
and they're so much better
in the land of saints and scholars
where
musicians don't play for
tourists

John a school...

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