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Shining Stars

Shining Stars May 28, 2016

The stars shine down from up above

They shine for Ireland the people they love 

Every star has a special place

For irish people and the Irish race

Every child that died in our country dear

A little star will shed a tear

Every martyr killed or forced to die

Other stars will also cry

The stars in the sky each one knows why

The irish nation, a mothers cry

Ten stars shone bright on a Belfast night

For the ten who died in the dark of night

Eight stars did shine God Bless loughall

The boys were taken, they answered the call

The starry plough shines in the sky

Connolly died, we still ask why

Thirty two stars shine for you and me

Many more will shine when Irelands free

The stars shine down from up above

they shine for Ireland and the people they love

Gerrard McGeachy

Premium Member Corned Beef and Cabbage

Corned beef and cabbage is a favorite of mine.
This is a humble meal that tastes great.
To have it, I will gladly wait in line.

Boiled potatoes and carrots added are fine.
As I see it cooking, I can hardly wait.
Corned beef and cabbage is a favorite of mine.

Beer goes well with it, or possible light red wine.
I am too hungry to have dinner at eight.
To have it, I will gladly wait in line.

Most Irish people consider this dish divine.
Serve it right up to me on a plate.
Corned beef and cabbage is a favorite of mine.

Wherever it is served, please hold up a sign.
Dish it out and please don’t hesitate.
To have it, I will gladly wait in line.

While barley grows in the field, and grapes on the vine,
Irish people serve it in every county and state.
Corned beef and cabbage is a favorite of mine.
To have it, I will gladly wait in line.

For Julie-Michelle's Enter the Rhyme Battle Part 4 contest

Ireland

The Slea Head Drive in Dingle
Hugs the lushest land I’ve seen.
It reaffirms the reason
Why the Irish worship green.

I’ve only been to Ireland once
But that was just a start,
For scenic beauty such as that
Imprinted on my heart.

The greenest hillsides anywhere,
A’polka-dot with sheep,
Provided me with memories
My brain will never sweep.

I loved the Irish people
And the landscape near the coast,
But raising up my Guinness
Was the part I loved the most!


for the "Irish Poems" contest by Isaiah Zerbst


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