Irish Potato Poems - Poems about Irish Potato

...I've heard him sing: The Mulatto: By fat hotter than Roberto Like Pepper is to Pimento; Lost to him, too, one Alberto: The boy friend of Fine Talatu... Alto in all shows he goes to, Even when......Read the rest...

...Impecunious news hunters on Oxford Avenue Craned over newspapers spread on the floor To gather ammunition about who knew The last gossip about a politician shown the door By hacks in his polit......Read the rest...

...'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......Read the rest...

...Fertile Crescent and Vestigial Conscience The sun overshadowing my morality my self- righteousness eclipsed Where early mans' dawn is, Our sun over my left *should* threaten to tinge me if I ponti......Read the rest...

...Me great, great, great-grand pappy-died His son, sailed away from fighting Ireland In the wake of the potato famine, sought land Farming his love, many sons his pride Irish potatoes-boiled, mashe......Read the rest...